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Sweets and Treats
by Gip Bwok
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My mouth waters for a cannoli
I long for a fruity pastry
Want a peanut butter swirl brownie
And every type of cookie
I have these reoccurring daydreams
About mint chocolate chip ice cream
Many other times it seems
I drool over doughnuts filled with cream
I lick raw mustard and become flustered
When I can't eat custard
I have a fit without chocolate
I've had to quit banana splits
I would love to make a milkshake
And then bake a sinful marble cake
You know what
When I eat a doughnut
It's good but
It grows the circumference of my gut
I'd rob ya
To get a slice of babka
Hope someday
To eat a fudge sundae
Sit and stare
At a chocolate eclair
It is such a drudge
When I can't eat fudge
To reduce my pudge
Please grant me my wish
For a fruit cheese danish
When I may not eat pie
I just sigh and then cry
I assert and I blurt
No dessert makes me hurt
I always have to skimp
Or I'd become a blimp
I'd get more blub and chub
Eating all of this grub
Want to cheat
And eat all these sweets and treats
My mouth waters for a cannoli
I long for a fruity pastry
Want a peanut butter swirl brownie
And every type of cookie
I have these reoccurring daydreams
About mint chocolate chip ice cream
Many other times it seems
I drool over doughnuts filled with cream
I lick raw mustard and become flustered
When I can't eat custard
I have a fit without chocolate
I've had to quit banana splits
I would love to make a milkshake
And then bake a sinful marble cake
You know what
When I eat a doughnut
It's good but
It grows the circumference of my gut
I'd rob ya
To get a slice of babka
Hope someday
To eat a fudge sundae
Sit and stare
At a chocolate eclair
It is such a drudge
When I can't eat fudge
To reduce my pudge
Please grant me my wish
For a fruit cheese danish
When I may not eat pie
I just sigh and then cry
I assert and I blurt
No dessert makes me hurt
I always have to skimp
Or I'd become a blimp
I'd get more blub and chub
Eating all of this grub
Want to cheat
And eat all these sweets and treats
