I’m absolutely tired of
the donut shop that I do love
The tempting cream; the piggy dog.
I love to eat them. I’m a hog.
I tell you once I had this clue
That perhaps I could resist two
But one is never quite enough
I can’t explain its raging tough
Do drive right by an “open” sign
That has the creamy chocolate kind
The lady at the donut shop
She knows my name cause I can’t stop
The tempting bliss of perfect glaze
I’m quite a cow and I must graze
Those perfect morsels that I chew
Delicious lovely I’ll take two!
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