Recipe
My darlin’s muffins are nutrient dense,
Packed with whole grain goodness
(In a metaphoric sense.)
Mixed with free-range femininity
And assorted organic delights.
To make the flavor linger
I take long, leisurely bites.
It goes down salty and sweet,
Like a lover’s naughty kiss.
I let it nourish my soul
And give me gastronomic bliss.
I savor the aroma as a true enthusiast.
I like her bagels topped with poppy seed.
Baby, baby, baby, baby, bay:
Them be some fine bi-labial plosives, indeed!
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