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Nov 2018
I Want to be Your Treat, Pete.
Not just any éclair or sweet.
Something much more than you ever had before.

Ice-cream goes down pretty smooth.
But you need a spoon.
Honey require bees that sting.
I would never do such a thing!
Molasses passes too slowly.
Chocolate melts at high temperatures.
Cake you need to bake.
And you need a fork and plate.
You’re too busy for something complicated.
A soufflé falls flat.
You need something more that.
Pudding can be lumpy.
All Jello is, is colored water.
Why bother?

I want to be your treat, Pete.
I hold my shape easily.
I’m smooth.
And you won’t need a spoon.
I don’t melt.
And I’ll never fall flat.
I’m sweet.
I won’t give you cavities.
I don’t require baking or refrigerating.
All I want is love making.
I think that’s something you can do.
What do you say? Me and you?
sandra wyllie
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