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Whether to have dessert Is not even a question. Not to indulge in sweets? Don’t even make that suggestion.   Having no apple pie Or luscious lemon meringue Would be a real ****** As we say in slang.   Right out of the oven: Hot cinnamon rolls... Or donuts right out of the fryer-- With or without holes...   Crepes filled with strawberries, With a dollop of whipped cream... When I talk about sweets, I never run out of steam.   Don’t forget about cakes, And anything with custard... Chocolate in every form... And--I’m getting flustered--   Fresh homemade cookies Of any delicious kind... Chocolate fudge or divinity... Yikes, I’m losing my mind!   Dessert bars, oh, my goodness, Chewy, crumbly, flaky... Banana, zucchini, and pumpkin Bread—soft and cakey...   Cupcakes topped with thick frosting, And filled with chocolate ganache... Creamy Crème brûlée... Boy, aren’t we getting posh!   A sugary German plum cake, A Danish butter ring, And Greek galaktoboureko Give me a reason to sing!   Chocolate frosted brownies... Lefse with sugar and butter... My sweet tooth is growing larger With every word that I utter.   Some people say that these sweets Might be the cause of my death. Then let me be holding a cookie When I take my last breath! - by Bob B
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 7:51 AM UTC
On Having a Sweet Tooth
Whether to have dessert Is not even a question. Not to indulge in sweets? Don’t even make that suggestion.   Having no apple pie Or luscious lemon meringue Would be a real ****** As we say in slang.   Right out of the oven: Hot cinnamon rolls... Or donuts right out of the fryer-- With or without holes...   Crepes filled with strawberries, With a dollop of whipped cream... When I talk about sweets, I never run out of steam.   Don’t forget about cakes, And anything with custard... Chocolate in every form... And--I’m getting flustered--   Fresh homemade cookies Of any delicious kind... Chocolate fudge or divinity... Yikes, I’m losing my mind!   Dessert bars, oh, my goodness, Chewy, crumbly, flaky... Banana, zucchini, and pumpkin Bread—soft and cakey...   Cupcakes topped with thick frosting, And filled with chocolate ganache... Creamy Crème brûlée... Boy, aren’t we getting posh!   A sugary German plum cake, A Danish butter ring, And Greek galaktoboureko Give me a reason to sing!   Chocolate frosted brownies... Lefse with sugar and butter... My sweet tooth is growing larger With every word that I utter.   Some people say that these sweets Might be the cause of my death. Then let me be holding a cookie When I take my last breath! - by Bob B
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 7:51 AM UTC
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