This week I wish my body was kind to me after eating gluten.
But it isn't.
If I could, I would eat:
One whole bar-b-que chicken and bacon pizza.
Dominos makes the best.
Then, I would eat a scrumptiously, delicious apple turnover.
The kind that spills icing sugar all down your front.
The kind that is so filled with mock cream,
It squirts out the sides when you bite it.
You might think by now I am full.
But I hear some soft and light, yummy cream filled ginger kisses calling my name.
Shh, someone else might hear you.
Here I am.
Think I am done now!
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