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Friday, October 28, 2011

Cinnamon Buns

In the morning
for a treat,
a cinnamon bun
I like to eat.
Warm and sticky
frosting drippy
YUMMY
cinnamon buns.
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6 comments:

  1. Bridget MageeOctober 28, 2011 at 9:50 AM

    I can smell the cinnamon now...yum!

    I've been meaning to post a comment for weeks now - you've had such wonderful poems lately...I love your "Camping" poem - in the shape of a tent no less!

    Keep up the great work - a fun read everyday!

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  2. AnonymousOctober 28, 2011 at 2:06 PM

    Dear Joy,
    I am happy that you and I both love cinnamon buns. I love the ones at Panera Bread with pecans added. When next time we meet, we'll have to celebrate with cinnamon buns.

    love, Joan
    www.joanyedwards.com

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  3. Linda A.October 28, 2011 at 4:49 PM

    I want one too.

    Linda A.

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  4. JoyOctober 28, 2011 at 6:18 PM

    Joan,
    You're on! The next time we meet it is coffee and cinnamon buns. I can hardly wait.

    And thank you all, your response has given me an idea for a picture book with ballerinas to twirl to make the world's largest cinnamon roll. It ought to be fun.

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  5. AnonymousMay 9, 2012 at 2:20 PM

    i like cinnamon buns!!!!!!!

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  6. UnknownMarch 22, 2014 at 11:54 PM

    Joy, This poem was dope thanks you!

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