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The temptations of that naughty food, called the donut! |
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Temptation
Donuts, Nutritious? No said mind. Stomach wailed in desire, Let me bask in the layers of lucrative sweetness. Ooze of slimy drool overflowed like a waterfall, Teeth relished the flacky softness. But yet the mind refused to accept the morsel. My nostrils flared at the pungent smell, Lips quiver with anticipation. Sweat dripped from my palms. My hand sprung forward gripping the liplicous deceiver. My teeth chomped down in anticipation, tounge throbbing from the injury inflicted. But my hand still suceeded to bring the morsel to my mouth... The temptious demon fell to the floor. The anguish of my cry fell across deaf ears. I bent next to the crumbled ruins hoping aganist hope the delightful angel could be saved. But alas, the damage was done and all was ruin. Into the festering rubbish the ill fated treat went. Tears were shed and nose was blown. This was the fate of my dear departed donut. THE END (Or is it?) |
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