A fable

Standard
The rumbling yunt
he was a runt
he gave a grunt
and baked a bundt
We found the cake
beside a lake
“no worries” I spake
“let’s feed it to Drake”
Drake said please,
ate the cake by degrees
then he tried to sneeze
it was full of bees!
Poor Drake was stung
many towels were wrung
now he has one lung
and the yunt has won.
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