Donuts
Today as I went out to shop
I stepped inside the donut shop
Just to glance at forbidden food
Then I tried a taste, not to be rude
And before I knew it
There I stood,
I could not leave, though I knew I should.
Transfixed, as though I were glued to the floor
I could not bring myself to go out the door.
I had to try one, just a taste
And before I knew it frosting was on my face
I must have blanked out for just a minute
I should not have started or even began it.
Powdered sugar in my hair
No wonder the customers stopped to stare.
Boston creams and rich eclairs
Wondrous fillings
A Restaurant Dilemma
I can't decide
Don't make me think
I don't know what I want to drink
I've been sitting here staring
For half an hour
Unable to decide on Kung Pao
Or sweet and sour.
"What's the dilemma?" you may wonder.
I don't want to make a blunder.
Ready to order, but maybe not.
That Kung Pao chicken may be too hot
It may send my stomach into fits
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