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Plump and Pleasure - June 1, 2025

  • Gary Hunter
  • 2 days ago
  • 1 min read

my chunky husband would love

me to make my excellent

chocolate chip cookies

 

if I wait too long, I know he’ll buy

and eat store-bought imposters

at a ridiculous price

 

so I decide to whip up a double

batch, which leaves me feeling

my usual double guilt -

 

adding to his weight if I make them      

or watching him waste money

on a poor substitute if I don’t

 

at eighty years old, he wins

either way, so yeah, about

weight and denial of pleasure -

 

let the elderly enjoy their smile

of pleasure with the time

they’ve got left

 

it’s hard to keep any child

from coming out to play

 
 
 

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