Song of the Day No. 52

I was a taste-tester for a cream puff factory
I had to verify that the cream was satisfactory

One day the cream caused discontent
In the assembly line there was a disconnect

The cream wasn't white, it was yellowish-brown
It made me gag, not just frown

I told the workers to hit it on the double
"If you keep this up, your sales are in trouble!"

Long story short, they found a certain worker
Had taken a nap instead of adding powdered sugar

This story has a moral and this is it
Don't be a lazy ass or your cream will taste like $#!+

Song of the Day No. 39

An instrospective number. I rarely get so personal and confessional in song.

Chocolate is my heroin;
I can never get enough.
I'm nearly always carryin'
A stash of the delicious stuff.

I love to eat a cookie;
I love a candy bar.
I love it when it's sticky,
Clinging to my fingers like tar.

Once I get a little taste,
Nothing else will satisfy me.
Not a morsel goes to waste,
It just may fatify me.