Ben-inspired Mania

Applecake Window
That delicious name
It blurs the line between pleasure
And pane

Wholesome image
On the windowsill
Rests the scrumptious treat
Baked with utmost skill

Nothing preventing
This sinful temptation
Although it's a crime
Whose result is damnation

Scent of fresh gooberries
Wafts past my nose
A scent that is sweeter
Than many a rose

Yes, even in Hell
I'll eat Applecake Pie
My mouth will find Heaven
My soul, it will fry