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Oh sweet biscuit of magnificence!
I bow at your feet.
Not one can I devour.
No! I need two at least.
My diet is suffering,
My willpower is waning.
Within the hour,
There's merely 2 remaining.
A grown woman of 25
You'd think I'd have learned
That a flat tum needs worked on,
Each calorie burned.
Yet I sit here, still munching
Enjoying the crunch
Of your sweet biscuit goodness,
Avoiding my (healthy) lunch.
Needless to say boys and girls, today has not been a very healthy eating type day. Oops!
Oh sweet biscuit of magnificence!
I bow at your feet.
Not one can I devour.
No! I need two at least.
My diet is suffering,
My willpower is waning.
Within the hour,
There's merely 2 remaining.
A grown woman of 25
You'd think I'd have learned
That a flat tum needs worked on,
Each calorie burned.
Yet I sit here, still munching
Enjoying the crunch
Of your sweet biscuit goodness,
Avoiding my (healthy) lunch.
Needless to say boys and girls, today has not been a very healthy eating type day. Oops!
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Ho hum. I'll just have to be super good tomorrow and friday.
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Nathan, the Toxic Biscuit
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'nuff said.
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I prefer dark chocolate ones meself :)
...though the poem is spot on about how they are!