oh box of donuts that lays upon my table,

you’ve lied to me! I’ve not had enough.

please do not allow it to be a fable,

another tall-tale of gems in the rough.

you promised me,

of infinite, unending deliciousness

of glaze and raspberry filling which I must see

eternal sweetness

strawberry frosting and rainbow sprinkles,

chocolate and cinnamon sugar on a plate

it gives me tinglesof excitement to taste

you promised me,

but I see reality

all alone it sits

with many eyes upon it

yes, there must be blood.