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This sonnet is called "Free Cake"

I dreamt that I lived in a perfect world,
Where cake is always free for everyone,
And sisters never had a mouth to feed,
And mothers never bartered with their son.
The time is short for me so I'll be quick,
And quick I must to take my noble leave.
Think not of me as ignorantly sick,
Just angry with the stone that I must cleave.
Not just desert but freedom I desire.
Forever to be free of parents say,
To travel far until my wealth expire,
To jolly fun and happiness all day.
So off I go to drive my sister home,
Someday free of her clutches I will roam.