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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I studied, weak and weary, Ah, distinctly came a notion that my stomach was in motion, As it hungered for some vittles, since I last consumed at four. Eagerly I wished for cooking-maybe fish straight from the hooking. In the kitchen, no one looking, I took ten Twinkies with a roar. Then I heard my mother coming, threatening me in a roar- "Have a pear and nothing more!" And the silken thought of eating all ten Twinkies at one seating Brought my stomach and my conscience to engage themselves in war. But my conscience soon was fleeting; I began the art of eating, Getting closer to a beating, a beating which I did implore To my mother to show mercy-"dearest mother, I implore, Just this once, and nevermore!" Her reaction wasn't cooler; no, she grabbed a three foot ruler. She approached but slowly stopped and stared right at the cupboard door. Her seething state succumbed to greedy as her body said "I'm needy!" Thoughts of chocolates-yes, indeedy! Shoo-fly pie sweet to the core! She said to me, her eyes a-twinkle, this command, a sweet succor- "Have it all! There's always more!" February 27, 1984 |
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