Here I am. Studded with candied bits, Heavy with rum and honey, Fragrant and rich. Made for you. Love me. Your stickiness disgusts me. Too sweet, too moist, Clinging to my teeth. You make me shudder. Begone! Here I am. I’ll win you over yet. Just a bite; Love me. Come to the party; You’ll find a lover there. I’ll watch, savoring a snickerdoodle. I was made for you. If you will not have me, Leave me for the jays. Farewell. |
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