The Last Donut Temptation

The Last Donut Temptation David J Walker A thousand donut shops Greet me on the street I see them on the way To anyone I meet I smell their frier frying I can tell their bakers bake I see their cream puffs creaming I see the cinnamon shake I know their glazers glaze Their long johns twist and swirl My eyes glass in a daze As I watch their cruller curl I can taste the fine white powder Shaken on the top Of every sprinkled donut Every chocolate drop It makes me twitch and twitter If I am in the store And a fresh hot apple fritter Tells me I need just one more I plead for divine intervention A pray sincere and quiet Save me from temptation And this stupid cursed diet