Cream filled with flavor inside,
chocolate melted on the outside.
Rounded shaped for easy bites,
other treats to it's left and rights.
Sprinkled some to tantalize the mind,
wet your lips for what your eyes find.
Trick filled ordering coffee shop,
I order my coffee then I stop.
Fat pills I will never crave,
but will always be coffee's slave.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 24th, 2025 06:09
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Comments1
A fun short where bitter meets sweet whether in a pastry bite or sugar in the coffee. I prefer mine black.
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