a little food before workA Poem by FaustJust a fun little poem
The crumble of the flaky dough,
Lands next to my cup of joe, I take a bite of this frosted treat, The overwhelming tast is oh so sweet, This food that I feel enlightened by, Is so good it makes me want to cry, There is no other treat I shall ever desire, There is no other treat I will try to acquire, Now that I am done eating, It is time for work, so off to the meeting!
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3 Reviews Added on January 11, 2019 Last Updated on January 11, 2019 AuthorFaustSun Prairie, WIAboutI'm back! I don't think anyone noticed that I closed my account for a short time though lol. Basically my sister was messing with my computer and it screwed up my account more..Writing
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