Pastry (an acrostic poem)

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Perfect doughnuts penetrated my persnickety consciousness

All demanding my devotion to their deliciousness

So I complied, completely cashing out with my confections

Taking titillating bite after bite to toast my triumph

Realize that these rare respites from my diet restrictions

Yields too many yummy yeast infused carbs for my blood sugar

Fruits (an acrostic conversation)

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Focus on the cornucopia of sweetness in front of you”

Really dude?  It’s like oranges, bananas, and like coconuts.”

Unless you learn to see the totality of sweet vitamins and minerals you will be lost in carbs”

Isn’t that stuff loaded with carbs?  Like, that’s why it’s sweet, dude.”

That may be true.  Can I interest you in a zucchini?”

Stay far away from me with that thing.  You might poke an eye out.”

Baker (an acrostic poem)

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Bountiful buttery baked breads

Announced themselves with heady smells that promised

Killer carbs that would have you begging to die

Even though stuffing one more loaf into your piehole makes you shudder

Reaching that limit, then pushing past it is a sign of a magnificent…