"Do Not Eat"

February 8, 2019

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"DO NOT EAT" the note read

I ate it anyway

It tasted like bread

Delicious!


When I opened the fridge the next day

Side by side

Two of them on the top tray

The notes screamed "DO NOT EAT"

but that's never stopped me before

I chowed down on them both

And was hungry for more

Delicious!


I thought about them all the time

So delightful

Was just a little crime

And then four there were in the fridge

Late the next afternoon

And like a responsible adult

I used a spoon

Delicious!


The next day was a challenge but happily accepted

Eight there were now

Of course "DO NOT EAT" was rejected

Did mere paper think it was the boss of me?

I owned this town

So I ate them all up

I will never back down

Delicious!


I checked the fridge every hour

The other foods I ate

Tasted barren, bitter or sour

Craving to break some more rules

I found the fridge stocked full

And counted out all thirty-two

The taste never got dull

Delicious!


Opening the fridge— they spilt onto the floor

This was getting hard now

Could I really eat sixty-four?

Yes! I told myself

Never give in!

Don't give paper the satisfaction

Of scoring a win

Delicious?


I was fueled by pettiness and hate

I see that now

One hundred and twenty-eight

No mere mortal

Could eat that much food

But I ate and ate

And was left in a foul mood

Delicious...


Please make it end

I am so sorry

I can no longer contend

This is my formal apology

I promise by all that is right

Not to do that again

I was corrupted by spite

That wasn't me, it was somebody else

The note was not taunting

It was warning me about myself

Yet old habits are still haunting

One last time, I opened the door

What else could I do?

I only came for a look...

But what a glorious view


MmmmMMMmmmmmmm...

Delicious!

"DO NOT EAT" the note read

I ate it anyway

It tasted like bread

Delicious!


When I opened the fridge the next day

Side by side

Two of them on the top tray

The notes screamed "DO NOT EAT"

but that's never stopped me before

I chowed down on them both

And was hungry for more

Delicious!


I thought about them all the time

So delightful

Was just a little crime

And then four there were in the fridge

Late the next afternoon

And like a responsible adult

I used a spoon

Delicious!


The next day was a challenge but happily accepted

Eight there were now

Of course "DO NOT EAT" was rejected

Did mere paper think it was the boss of me?

I owned this town

So I ate them all up

I will never back down

Delicious!


I checked the fridge every hour

The other foods I ate

Tasted barren, bitter or sour

Craving to break some more rules

I found the fridge stocked full

And counted out all thirty-two

The taste never got dull

Delicious!


Opening the fridge— they spilt onto the floor

This was getting hard now

Could I really eat sixty-four?

Yes! I told myself

Never give in!

Don't give paper the satisfaction

Of scoring a win

Delicious?


I was fueled by pettiness and hate

I see that now

One hundred and twenty-eight

No mere mortal

Could eat that much food

But I ate and ate

And was left in a foul mood

Delicious...


Please make it end

I am so sorry

I can no longer contend

This is my formal apology

I promise by all that is right

Not to do that again

I was corrupted by spite

That wasn't me, it was somebody else

The note was not taunting

It was warning me about myself

Yet old habits are still haunting

One last time, I opened the door

What else could I do?

I only came for a look...

But what a glorious view


MmmmMMMmmmmmmm...

Delicious!

"DO NOT EAT" the note read

I ate it anyway

It tasted like bread

Delicious!


When I opened the fridge the next day

Side by side

Two of them on the top tray

The notes screamed "DO NOT EAT"

but that's never stopped me before

I chowed down on them both

And was hungry for more

Delicious!


I thought about them all the time

So delightful

Was just a little crime

And then four there were in the fridge

Late the next afternoon

And like a responsible adult

I used a spoon

Delicious!


The next day was a challenge but happily accepted

Eight there were now

Of course "DO NOT EAT" was rejected

Did mere paper think it was the boss of me?

I owned this town

So I ate them all up

I will never back down

Delicious!


I checked the fridge every hour

The other foods I ate

Tasted barren, bitter or sour

Craving to break some more rules

I found the fridge stocked full

And counted out all thirty-two

The taste never got dull

Delicious!


Opening the fridge— they spilt onto the floor

This was getting hard now

Could I really eat sixty-four?

Yes! I told myself

Never give in!

Don't give paper the satisfaction

Of scoring a win

Delicious?


I was fueled by pettiness and hate

I see that now

One hundred and twenty-eight

No mere mortal

Could eat that much food

But I ate and ate

And was left in a foul mood

Delicious...


Please make it end

I am so sorry

I can no longer contend

This is my formal apology

I promise by all that is right

Not to do that again

I was corrupted by spite

That wasn't me, it was somebody else

The note was not taunting

It was warning me about myself

Yet old habits are still haunting

One last time, I opened the door

What else could I do?

I only came for a look...

But what a glorious view


MmmmMMMmmmmmmm...

Delicious!

"DO NOT EAT" the note read

I ate it anyway

It tasted like bread

Delicious!


When I opened the fridge the next day

Side by side

Two of them on the top tray

The notes screamed "DO NOT EAT"

but that's never stopped me before

I chowed down on them both

And was hungry for more

Delicious!


I thought about them all the time

So delightful

Was just a little crime

And then four there were in the fridge

Late the next afternoon

And like a responsible adult

I used a spoon

Delicious!


The next day was a challenge but happily accepted

Eight there were now

Of course "DO NOT EAT" was rejected

Did mere paper think it was the boss of me?

I owned this town

So I ate them all up

I will never back down

Delicious!


I checked the fridge every hour

The other foods I ate

Tasted barren, bitter or sour

Craving to break some more rules

I found the fridge stocked full

And counted out all thirty-two

The taste never got dull

Delicious!


Opening the fridge— they spilt onto the floor

This was getting hard now

Could I really eat sixty-four?

Yes! I told myself

Never give in!

Don't give paper the satisfaction

Of scoring a win

Delicious?


I was fueled by pettiness and hate

I see that now

One hundred and twenty-eight

No mere mortal

Could eat that much food

But I ate and ate

And was left in a foul mood

Delicious...


Please make it end

I am so sorry

I can no longer contend

This is my formal apology

I promise by all that is right

Not to do that again

I was corrupted by spite

That wasn't me, it was somebody else

The note was not taunting

It was warning me about myself

Yet old habits are still haunting

One last time, I opened the door

What else could I do?

I only came for a look...

But what a glorious view


MmmmMMMmmmmmmm...

Delicious!

"DO NOT EAT" the note read

I ate it anyway

It tasted like bread

Delicious!


When I opened the fridge the next day

Side by side

Two of them on the top tray

The notes screamed "DO NOT EAT"

but that's never stopped me before

I chowed down on them both

And was hungry for more

Delicious!


I thought about them all the time

So delightful

Was just a little crime

And then four there were in the fridge

Late the next afternoon

And like a responsible adult

I used a spoon

Delicious!


The next day was a challenge but happily accepted

Eight there were now

Of course "DO NOT EAT" was rejected

Did mere paper think it was the boss of me?

I owned this town

So I ate them all up

I will never back down

Delicious!


I checked the fridge every hour

The other foods I ate

Tasted barren, bitter or sour

Craving to break some more rules

I found the fridge stocked full

And counted out all thirty-two

The taste never got dull

Delicious!


Opening the fridge— they spilt onto the floor

This was getting hard now

Could I really eat sixty-four?

Yes! I told myself

Never give in!

Don't give paper the satisfaction

Of scoring a win

Delicious?


I was fueled by pettiness and hate

I see that now

One hundred and twenty-eight

No mere mortal

Could eat that much food

But I ate and ate

And was left in a foul mood

Delicious...


Please make it end

I am so sorry

I can no longer contend

This is my formal apology

I promise by all that is right

Not to do that again

I was corrupted by spite

That wasn't me, it was somebody else

The note was not taunting

It was warning me about myself

Yet old habits are still haunting

One last time, I opened the door

What else could I do?

I only came for a look...

But what a glorious view


MmmmMMMmmmmmmm...

Delicious!

"DO NOT EAT" the note read

I ate it anyway

It tasted like bread

Delicious!


When I opened the fridge the next day

Side by side

Two of them on the top tray

The notes screamed "DO NOT EAT"

but that's never stopped me before

I chowed down on them both

And was hungry for more

Delicious!


I thought about them all the time

So delightful

Was just a little crime

And then four there were in the fridge

Late the next afternoon

And like a responsible adult

I used a spoon

Delicious!


The next day was a challenge but happily accepted

Eight there were now

Of course "DO NOT EAT" was rejected

Did mere paper think it was the boss of me?

I owned this town

So I ate them all up

I will never back down

Delicious!


I checked the fridge every hour

The other foods I ate

Tasted barren, bitter or sour

Craving to break some more rules

I found the fridge stocked full

And counted out all thirty-two

The taste never got dull

Delicious!


Opening the fridge— they spilt onto the floor

This was getting hard now

Could I really eat sixty-four?

Yes! I told myself

Never give in!

Don't give paper the satisfaction

Of scoring a win

Delicious?


I was fueled by pettiness and hate

I see that now

One hundred and twenty-eight

No mere mortal

Could eat that much food

But I ate and ate

And was left in a foul mood

Delicious...


Please make it end

I am so sorry

I can no longer contend

This is my formal apology

I promise by all that is right

Not to do that again

I was corrupted by spite

That wasn't me, it was somebody else

The note was not taunting

It was warning me about myself

Yet old habits are still haunting

One last time, I opened the door

What else could I do?

I only came for a look...

But what a glorious view


MmmmMMMmmmmmmm...

Delicious!

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