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Subject: Friday at the Bakery (Sequel to My Dream Man) Author: Wanda [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 06:30:19 03/21/02 Thu Author Host/IP: 204-181-87-2.cis.net/204.181.87.2 Friday at the Bakery Two days I had prepared myself I had used every cosmetic on the shelf I had cleaned my shoes, and combed my hair My uniform was ironed with loving care A new fragrance I had purchased at the store I liked it so well I went back for more The lemon cake was baked; it looked really nice It looked so delicious, I wanted a slice I waited for him to come through the door the man of my dreams, the one I’d adore I needed more frosting for the cupcakes to go I went to the back room, then stubbed my toe The bowl of frosting spilled all over my dress It was chocolate; I looked like a royal mess It dripped down upon each of my shoes Must I always be such a clumsy goose He stepped to the counter asking for the cake Could he also see the one who did bake I grabbed a garbage bag; tied it around my waist Walked out to the counter with a smile on my face Frosting continued to drip from my dress It made stickly little puddles where I progressed He said, “Would you like to go out with me; I love your lemon cakes, don’t you see?” I happened to glance closer at his clothes He was wearing some shorts with support hose When he opened his mouth I saw his teeth They looked like daggers that needed a sheath So, Mr. Perfect is just like the rest of us I laughed at all my preparations and fuss It’s not what’s outside that is important you see Inner beauty should mean more to you and me [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Re: Friday at the Bakery (Sequel to My Dream Man) Hope 07:01:47 03/22/02 Fri Re: Friday at the Bakery (Sequel to My Dream Man) -- Wanda, 09:10:27 03/22/02 Fri Re: Friday at the Bakery (Sequel to My Dream Man) Moonchild 21:22:05 03/22/02 Fri Re: Friday at the Bakery (Sequel to My Dream Man) -- Wanda, 12:44:38 03/23/02 Sat