To that fallen cake

            

This is the story of a cake. It was a beautiful Heath bar that would have made your eyes water and mouth cry. 'Twas the light in a dark alley, the hope in hopeless, and the smile on a dog's face, but all is forgotten when that dreaded foot hit the stair. The cake has fallen and with it the many hopes and dreams of some pretty lucky 5th period AP Lit students! My apologizes and I take full responsibility for the disaster of this fine cake day! Hope the cookies weren't too bad:) and again my apologies to miss Kestler for destroying her delicacy of cake art that is famous along the central santa maria/orcutt area. It was a great loss :( but all is still well and we can look forward to next week when yet again this arduous task is taken again, and hopefully this time not dropped!