There are times in my life
When I feel utter defeat
But nothing can cure me
Like something really sweet

Tingled sensation
Makes my mind to scream
As I serve my tongue
A spoonful of icecream.

But when it’s really rough
And happiness won’t budge
I can always run
To some dark gooey fudge

Or,  when just on a whim
I feel like playing hooky
I heat up the oven
And make some warm cookies

Sweet tooth,
Dear sweet tooth
You make life complete
As I taste all these goodies
So yummy to eat.

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