Donuts Poem by elysabeth faslund
Donuts
Donuts in the morning
Donuts in the evening
Donuts at suppertime
Be my awful sugar
Coma, but I love you
All the time.
Put I.V.s around me
And swear by Krispy
Kreme
You'll be there forever
In a sugar frosted dream!
Donuts are a danger
Donuts do a harm
But, I'll be there this
Morning
For another bag of
Warm, ooey, gooey
I.V. coma warning alarm!
Good Morning!
A compulsory fix and a huge lift! Love it (all the time) . Rgds, Ivan
Hi Elysabeth! Funny after reading this i had to out and have a donut and coffee? *10*! Thad
Elysabeth: In the words of Homer Simpson, 'Ah, donuts...is there anything they can't do? ' Thanks, G
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Very sweet and greasy, my dear.