The doc said I've a sweet tooth
Though he couldn't say which one
To try and help resolve this
I'll have to eat a scone
I load it up with fresh cream
And a healthy spoon of jam
Its in the name of science
I'll help him if I can
It's gone within an instant
Every single crumb
I think the missing sweet tooth
May be hiding in my tum
To try to say for definite
I'll make a sacrifice
I'll have to do another test
Some trifle would be nice.
So I wander to the kitchen
And I get myself a dish
And just for luck, some birthday cake
I'll make another wish
I wish my hidden sweet tooth
Would hide away for longer
I'll have to tell the doc I'm weak
But cheesecake makes me stronger!
Oh that is so funny, I`m feeling weak now, off to find some cheese cake to make me stronger, IF I can stop laughing long enough, brilliant write, thank you.
Haha very good. Please read some of mine when ya get a chance. Cheers.
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Very good Simon - now where is that chocolate bar! !