Spongecake

I have eaten all the spongecake that was in the cupboard,
That you probably saving for Easter,
Forgive me, but it was so inviting,
So sponge and so cake.

I can't tell the difference between,
The land or sea,
The earth crashes upon the shore,
Of the water,
As it slides back with the houses,
Tumbling over,
I can't help but think I'm standing,
Here upside-down.