I'm beautiful, a pink delight
A sugar laden treasure
Plump and moist and sprinkle frilled
A tasty morning pleasure
Little teeth take greedy bites
Tiny tongues lap icing
Sprinkles stuck on chubby cheeks
I find them so enticing
Another nibble, one more bite
Almost to the goal
Hurry now to chew right through
And breach the donut hole
I have them now, the little brats
Their cheeks I am embracing
With jaws of yeast and frosting glue
A trap of their own making
I'll bet a bright pink donut
Was not one of their fears
I suck them in with greedy bites
Lapping more than tears
I feel so fresh and whole again
I hope it's not too late
To find another hiding place
On some sweet kiddie's plate
Those Grimm boys didn't get it right
In fact, they seldom did
They always want to blame the witch
But t'was I who ate the kids
YOU ARE READING
Whispers From the Dark
FantasyA collection of short tales inspired by various writing group prompts. Most live on my blog http://www.elsetimeandotherwhen.Blogspot.com Some have been reworked. Some are previously unpublished. I'll add them randomly, one at a time.
