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.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
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.
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