Ode To My Poptart
Posted: Sun Aug 03, 2008 2:21 am
oh poptart, you are so tasty. With your warm gooey center and your crunchy outside. You come in so many delicious flavors, I cannot choose my favorite.
Oh poptart, my poptart. I decided to choose you for my breakfast this morning because you are quick and easy to make. I was in a hurry this morning.
Oh poptart, my poptart, I chose brown sugar this morning. I know you are not good for my waistline, but I could not resist. I simply had to have you.
Oh poptart, my poptart. I put you in my toaster and slammed the handle down. (A bit rough, I know, but the toaster likes it rough. Try and be gentle it will not stay down).
Oh poptart, my poptart. If only I hadn't gone to gather my things. If only I hadn't answered the phone. If only I had stayed by your side till you popped, scaring the life outta me and flying in the air.
Oh poptart, my poptart. If only...... I miss you, still in my toaster as I rushed out the door. I completely forgot you were there. Now I sit hungry, wishing I could have you here. Alas, I will have to settle for eating you cold when I get home. I am sorry, my poptart. I can't promise it won't happen again, as I've done it many times before.
Oh poptart, my poptart. You deserve better.
Oh poptart, my poptart. I decided to choose you for my breakfast this morning because you are quick and easy to make. I was in a hurry this morning.
Oh poptart, my poptart, I chose brown sugar this morning. I know you are not good for my waistline, but I could not resist. I simply had to have you.
Oh poptart, my poptart. I put you in my toaster and slammed the handle down. (A bit rough, I know, but the toaster likes it rough. Try and be gentle it will not stay down).
Oh poptart, my poptart. If only I hadn't gone to gather my things. If only I hadn't answered the phone. If only I had stayed by your side till you popped, scaring the life outta me and flying in the air.
Oh poptart, my poptart. If only...... I miss you, still in my toaster as I rushed out the door. I completely forgot you were there. Now I sit hungry, wishing I could have you here. Alas, I will have to settle for eating you cold when I get home. I am sorry, my poptart. I can't promise it won't happen again, as I've done it many times before.
Oh poptart, my poptart. You deserve better.
