Alissa and Danielle's Cheesecake Poem.

There once was a cheesecake,
his name was Fred.

He liked to run places
and make his bed.

His bed was big
but also small.

He liked to ride it
to the mall.

He climbed a tree
then fell out.

He hurt his weenis
and decided to pout.

Then he exploded.

Nothing rhymes with exploded.
Emoded? That's not a word...

The end.

We're totally cereal.