O, Doughnut, thy odor is endearing,
and thy glazed body is compelling,
wrapping me aroundth thy finger.
O, sweet love!
Creamy Boston goodness at the center of thee
smothers me.
Black or yellow cheek’d, I care not,
for thrice-fairer is thou taste,
Honey’d secrets share’d
within trembling passion of my appetite.
Doth another’s love compare?
Author notes
Dunkin Donuts for life!
prompt from Nicole B.
How much do you love doughnuts?
Comments
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Did you notice you had entered this in a contest for funny poems? Apparently notm as this is sick, not funny. How could anyone eat one of those repellent objects? Ah well, there you go.
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LOL - That is a very charming little poem isn't it? Why, for some reason, does it suddenly make me hum the theme song from Simpsons ???
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