After a long hard day on the job
Feeling down trodden and beat
All that it is that I can think of
Is getting off my dog tired feet
But first a little pleasure stop
Down at the local market place
So while I'm sitting on my derriere
I'll have something to stuff my face
Of course you know the conclusion
My taste buds they always come to
The perfect of all combinations
One on which you never can lose
I'm talking peanut butter and chocolate
The true fantasy of men
I prefer mine in little droplets
Better known as peanut butter m&m;'s
I fell straight into a chocoholic mode
Ripping the bag open as contents explode
No turning back as I mindlessly grab
Giggling like a crazed Dennis Rodman in drag
Then it slapped me right smack in the face
Something not right going on in this place
As I gazed upon what looked like to me
A regular m&m; in my bag of ecstasy
I couldn't believe what sat before my eyes
Have I been fed a bunch of white chocolate lies
My mouth hangs open truly amazed
With milk chocolate drool all over my face
I rufuse to let this travesty go unresolved
With my stationary shaped like butterfly wings
I shoot off a letter to the corporate boss
Telling of the trauma he has caused me
I want answers and I want them right now
Asking nothing less than the mysteries of life
How could anyone be so careless
As to let a regular m&m; slide by
Said they need people like me with keen eyes
Offered me work in their quality control booth
Now after months and months on the job
Even the thought of chocolate makes me want to puke
May 26, 2013
May 26, 2013 at 4:17 PM UTC
After a long hard day on the job
Feeling down trodden and beat
All that it is that I can think of
Is getting off my dog tired feet
But first a little pleasure stop
Down at the local market place
So while I'm sitting on my derriere
I'll have something to stuff my face
Of course you know the conclusion
My taste buds they always come to
The perfect of all combinations
One on which you never can lose
I'm talking peanut butter and chocolate
The true fantasy of men
I prefer mine in little droplets
Better known as peanut butter m&m;'s
I fell straight into a chocoholic mode
Ripping the bag open as contents explode
No turning back as I mindlessly grab
Giggling like a crazed Dennis Rodman in drag
Then it slapped me right smack in the face
Something not right going on in this place
As I gazed upon what looked like to me
A regular m&m; in my bag of ecstasy
I couldn't believe what sat before my eyes
Have I been fed a bunch of white chocolate lies
My mouth hangs open truly amazed
With milk chocolate drool all over my face
I rufuse to let this travesty go unresolved
With my stationary shaped like butterfly wings
I shoot off a letter to the corporate boss
Telling of the trauma he has caused me
I want answers and I want them right now
Asking nothing less than the mysteries of life
How could anyone be so careless
As to let a regular m&m; slide by
Said they need people like me with keen eyes
Offered me work in their quality control booth
Now after months and months on the job
Even the thought of chocolate makes me want to puke
Thank you "undead faerie girl" for your inspiration...
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