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Click hereCream Bun
He bangs the table,
“Where is my meal?”
he demands with flaired
nostrils, the size of dinner plates.
I yell back “honey, you'll have to wait...”
The prurient thought crosses my mind;
for what he has to find.
My cup so full,
up to the brim
dripping, with delicious sin.
This very night he'll get a taste
of this cup so full, and unchaste.
A sweet bun he may wish to devour,
yet when he tastes this cream bun,
his mood shall sour.