smiling ladies lining in front me
staring at sweetness of doughnuts
early morning softing ray from sun
painting that favorite color logo
so many to choose from by dozen
all of them a extremely so sweet
a tall gentleman approach the door
we all look he needs at least four
i could go by with two cream pie
we are buying by dozens; a party
everybody have a certain craving
but some just go, taste everything
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