Friday, September 11th 2015
The price of going to bed without an evening snack
Twas the night before weigh in
and through the late hours
the sound of "munch" munching
cascading my ears.
I rose in my slumber -
it must be a dream.
I went to the kitchen
And saw the ice cream.
The table was was covered
with ice cream in cups,
with whipped cream all over,
and lovely crushed nuts.
I searched through the cabinets,
I looked for a spoon,
But no spoons existed -
I started to ...
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