She stood in the queue at the bakery shop,
A large brown loaf in her hand,
Eyeing the lovely array of cakes,
Displayed on the large glass stand.
The doughnuts looked really inviting,
With jam oozing out from their sides,
There were so many beauties to choose from,
Her eyes gazed upon them real wide,
A chocolate eclair, jumped out at her,
She was sure it gave her a wink!
Oh what shall I choose? She desperately thought,
It's such a hard choice to make.
Then she spotted some nice looking custard tarts,
Right next to the chocolate cup cakes,
I really must choose, she said to herself,
Let's hurry, for goodness sake!
And as she poured out her coffee,
In her home, at the end of the day,
Her diet, gone out of the window,
Temptation had got its way.
For there on her plate,
A delicious jam doughnut,
Sat there, just ready to eat,
Oh, one more cake won't hurt me! she said,
Sinking back in her nice comfy seat.
Jayne Louise Davies
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