Cravings
I come to her house
She said It’s her birthday
But there’s no one else
I guess I’d eat anyway..
I start with the strawberry
Soft, red and tempting
So sweet as it touched my lips
That I gobbled up the whole thing..
Then I turned to see
Two melons lay loose
So firm and juicy
I relished them like booze..
I asked her for a drink
She offered me instead
Some warm and creamy milk
And I gleefully indulged..
Of course she gave me her cake
One with a cute slice
It was too much for me to take
Her very tasty and creamy pie..
Then I went for the clincher
That little cherry on top
To satisfy me and also her
Just ripe for me to pop..
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