Creamy Chocolate Cake

Guy the gorilla Needed a filla For his new made chocolate cake. His perfect dream Was a tube of cream And this was his big mistake. He went round the house He asked his young spouse Who banged her big chest And said with frosty Voice she was in need of a rest, So get lost! Thee! But at last he espied On a ledge at the side Of his bath a gleaming white tube. Found it, my Rube, He cried to his wife Who woke, now ready for strife. So he hid in the kitchen Where he was itchin' To cream up his beautiful cake. So he squeezed out a lake Of the stuff, oozy white. So he took a big bite And swallowed it whole Then let out a scream to appal! His wife came a running, By this time fuming, And grabbed the tube from his paw. It's toothpaste! She cried with a loud guffaw! Nor could she spare a comforting word For her hubby's misericord. At least his grief Would have some relief To ease his bout of sorrow. He'd have shiny teeth tomorrow!