Monday, March 31, 2014

French Fries

I tried not to look at them
I had to avert my eyes
But all I could do was think of them
And keep on making up lies 

It's not that I lacked the strength
Or the will 
It's just that they're so darn good
And I had to have my fill 

So with resignation and relief I turn
And stop the lies 
There's no way I'll ever learn 

And grab a handful of fries 

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