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Dessert Dreams
As I went to bed to slumber, Filled with sleeping drugs galore, My mind jumped back to diets And the figure I always hoped for. My eyelids floated downward. My muscles came to rest. My mind thought only of goodies, And all the pounds that I possessed. I felt the chilly sensation. Saw an ice cream mountain of white, A river of brown fudge moving, That did wonders to my appetite. Next came a strawberry milk shake. With prize bits all red and sweet. A yellow straw stood inviting, My mouth to partake the great treat. A final dish was hidden, Behind the luscious things I saw. The gold crust of the steaming pastry Held my taste buds in special awe. My hand was cold and shaking. As I reached for the dessert delight. The dishes moved farther and farther Then vanished into sudden daylight. My husband came in to wake me. His smile was a pleasure to see. The twinkle in his eyes was a reminder, Lose ten pounds and I get a shopping spree!
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