The Perfect Beignet


I saw it across the street
The perfect powdered beignet
As I saw it
I thought to myself
Hooray, hooray, hooray

It was love at first sight
I could see clearly
As I had never found love before
I loved it dearly

The soft, square edges
The sweet powdered mess
Outlined perfectly by the store window
I was ready for the wedding dress

I could hear the bells ringing
I could hear the bells toll
And I couldn’t stop thinking
Let’s roll, roll, roll.

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