Wednesday, July 29, 2009

The Danger With Doughnuts

The danger with doughnuts

Is that they have no heart.

Postulations by pastries

Tend to fall apart.

Memoirs by muffins

Can be a crumby read,

And bagels are so boastful

It gets tiresome indeed.

Butter churns the rumor mill

While jam is always sweet.

Stale stuff may make you ill

As you stagger to the street.

The baker ate and ate and ate

Then he ate some more,

He tried to kiss the pastry chef

But got stuck inside the door!



Daryl said...

I can see little girls in pigtails skipping (tho here we call it jumping) rope to this ..

Shadow said...

oh how hilarious... love it. damn, love the donuts too though.....

Gabriella Moonlight said...

I don't know how you do this, but I am so grateful that you do, this is an amazing voodoo, the way you have with words and they way they have with you!!!


jinksy said...

This one's right up my street! Fun and fattening cakes - what a combination. :)

Lou said...

Whimsical..and true;)

pheromone girl said...

I love a good maple bar....

Anonymous said...

When I'm depressed, I eat doughnuts.

When I'm stressed, I eat doughnuts.

When I'm hurting, I eat doughnuts.

Is it any suprise what has been on my kitchen counter all week?

Timely, as usual.

Thank you.

Riot Kitty said...

Oh I love it!! Thanks for the smiles :)

Kay said...

haha, that's why I eat jalapeno jelly on wheat crackers! :)

Mama Zen said...

Humour, indeed!

Anonymous said...

Doughnuts are dangerous indeed.

Fireblossom said...

Daryl, that's why I wrote it, of course! ;-)

Hehe, willpower, Shads. (whatever that is!)

Aw thanks, Gabi, and I like how you put that. It definitely feels like a two way street.

Fattening, jinksy? Why didn't anyone tell me???? ;-)

Thanks, Lou. :-)

*orders Pheromone Girl a case of maple bars*


You betcha, Twin of mine! :-)

Sly girl, Kay!

How did that "u" get in there, MZ? I suspect fowl play! B-bawk!

Aren't they just, K?