Oh! What's that?
A piece of squarish pastry?
Tawny-brown with a caramel center
Followed by a blissful wonder...?
Aw! Yum! Delectable! Delightful!
To come and to serve
Your parched tongue
Caramelizing your capricious buds.
It's sapid! But just so you know; it will easily get crumbled!
For you to hold it with gentle composure
Hey, clean up thy little crumbs, my fellow!
Though don't let your fretful worries swallow.
I hate it; I hate the fact that it's just a tiny piece!
I want more! I want more! I shall not cease!
Hey fellow, can I have some more?
To relinquish this entity of a sore?
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Telling My Own Thoughts; Short Poems ✔️
PoetryBook 2 of the "Short Poems" series. - - - "Applaud like there's no tomorrow; live like there's no such thing as sorrow." - - - (NOTE: THE TITLES OF THE POEMS WERE ALL GOT INTENTIONALLY CAPITALIZED ON THE FIRST LETTER OF EACH WORD FOR AESTHETIC PURPO...
