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MIDNIGHT MUNCHIES! I’M IN A TERRIBLE JAM…. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At midnight, my stomach grumbled With snacks in the pantry, I fumbled On the shelves high and low, Chocolate cookies. Say no! But tripped on my cat and then tumbled! Toward the fridge I tiptoed with glee, For it holds a treasure trove for me. There's a jar of sweet jam, tight I’m stuck with tasteless yam, terrible plight! With spoon and my cravings, an eating spree! Oh, the brownies were calling my name. They ‘made me’ lose the dieter’s game. Each chocolate bite I took, My belly constantly shook, Now my waistline will never be the same!
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