Sunday, October 31, 2010

Ode, to Candy

Oh, Candied candy in a bowl,
How you speak to my soul,
Oh, can I have just one,
Reaching for the bowl,
My wife smacks my hand like a nun,
Telling my I may have none.

The Craving

Oh, cookies, cookies on a plate;

how you were made so great.

Smelling your goodness so late;

is just one single trait.

Oh, what a distraction from my mate.