If Life Was A Dessert Poem by Doris Dzameshie

If life was a dessert, we'd all claim a slice of heaven,
Where Apple Crisps grinned sheepishly at Cheesecake's leaven.
'Who will make the pearly gates? ' she asked with a jest,
As if the gates preferred those with a crisper crest.

Chocolate Cake, with a side-eye glance, stood unconcerned,
Her prayers, she thought, a seat at the table earned.
That Chocolate Chip Cookie, oh so hypocritically sweet,
No match for her eloquence, her pulpit's deceit.

Strawberry Shortcake, with her name's charming ring,
Knew St. Peter would smile and let her in to sing.
'Just call me Shortcake, ' she'd say with a wink,
Assured her short layers were heaven's missing link.

Ice Cream, so smooth, they dubbed him 'the dream, '
With Italian Ice, a duo, a divine team.
As desserts sang in chorus, 'We serve all so diligently, '
A whisper came, 'It's all an illusion, dream on, ' so gently.