Ladies At Breakfast
Moaning lightly anticipation, as she spread joyfully
Her soft sweet buns; tasty, this her love's treat
A dash of cinnamon swirled their icing; spirituous...
Smiles embraced the morning sun that did so glisten
About her beautiful eyes; in frosted breakfast, lullaby's.
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