Friday, April 19, 2013

They Exist

Because I sat still
For my haircut,
Dad said, "You deserve
A fresh doughnut."

Against the cold glass
I press my nose.
Frosted to perfection,
A line of O's.

Which to choose?
I can not decide.
Dad asks, "Which one?"
I'm suddenly tongue-tied.

Chocolate sprinkles
Or plain glaze?
"The one with the red."
I point in a daze.

I take a bite -
Frosting with bacon!
My taste buds seize -
I'm deeply shaken.

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    1. I agree, Joe, and luckily I've never tasted a bacon doughnut, but I hear they do exist. =)

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  2. Great surprise ending, I sure wasn't expecting bacon. Fun poem!
    Catherine Johnson

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    1. Thanks, Catherine! The boy in my daughter's class who took a bite of the maple doughnut with bacon on top wasn't expecting it either! Doesn't that sound awful?

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  3. yuck. I love the bacon/shaken rhyme.

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    1. I agree, Liz, yuck! Bacon leaves me shaken no matter where I find it. =)

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