A Blueberry Muffin
Do you have an Achilles heel?
Mine is a blueberry muffin.
Always makes my taste buds squeal,
When it comes fresh from the oven.
Served up warm with a cup of tea,
A reason to get out of bed.
No coffee or eggs, not for me,
Now ready for the day ahead.
Often I cheat, have one more please,
And feel I’m as big as a whale.
My sweet tooth once more to appease,
‘Till I get on the bathroom scale!
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