Lately the boss ma'am has taken to calling me Maebe-cakes. Or Baebe-cakes.
Which got me to thinking. What kind of cake might I be? Angel food cake, I
think.
Spring, well, she's devil's food cake. (Don't tell her I said so.) And Lyle, he
could only be one thing. Fruitcake! Ah, I love 'em all.