There once was a girl who loved munchkins
She couldn’t but eat them in bunchkins
She loved them so dearly
That when a shop opened nearly
She said “Yum! That will make a great lunchkins.”
Sizzle bubble spit.
Deep fat waits for no fryer.
Fear not sweet dough balls.
She said “give me twelve.”
Bakers dozen adds one more.
Wolf it in the car.
A doughnut is merely a nubblin
That’s been sunk deep in oil set bubblin
Eat ‘em while hot
More than you ought
And then you’ll be sunk in deep troublin.
Just a munchkin-sized poetry post for you this week. If you'd like my recipe for these delightful chocolate gems hop over to Food52.