I had a cupcake

I had a cupcake, would you know,
And felt I’d found my purpose —
The care with which it had been baked,
Impossible to miss.

I know not how to make a cake,
But now it matters not,
For once I tasted cake like this,
No other have I sought.

Incredible, this state of bliss,
That leaves me wanting naught.
My joy can hardly help but show.
That really hit the spot!