How lovely is your frosting! The little sprinkles that I spy, they twinkle sweetly at my eye! Oh cupcake tree, oh cupcake tree, I want to lick your branches.
When presented with a selection of cupcakes such as this, how on earth do you make a choice?! That little red rose in the front is calling to me, it's voice is sugary, soothing, seductive. "I look like embossed wallpaper, my rose looks like a real flower, don't you want a little taste?"