Tag: cake
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Note to Rude
Note to Rude you come to your party with false charm, doing harm. you don’t care. you dare to demand your desire. you light a fire, then take the cake and leave a fake phone number.
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Bertha’s Lemon Pound Cake
Bertha was my husband’s mother. Like me, she moved to Greenville with her husband. She was originally from up north, possibly New York City. She was half Cherokee and half descended from African slaves in America, but she never spoke much about her life before coming to Greenville and raising her eight children. According to her…