Give Me
Give me creamy custard cakes,
cholesterol in all my veins.
Make me pastry puffs with filling,
icing oozing, splashing, spilling!
Nothing healthy, light or half,
nothing diet, don't hold back!
Tasty, succulent and full,
make me swoon and eyeballs roll.
I can take a stomache ache,
the consequences are ok.
'Cause I just ran 3 miles today..
so give me treats and get out of the way!
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