Southern Way

Southern Way

Friday, May 1, 2015

Go Away Little Bag, Before I Beg You to Stay

That evil bag of crunchy and sweet and salty dark chocolate, caramel, and sea salt pretzels thought it had one over on me. 


Go away little [bag]
I'm not supposed to be alone with you

But, no! I prevailed. I was not going to let him get the best of me. I would not succumb to his siren calls as he sat on the corner of my desk, all 24 oz and 17 servings. I am stronger than that. I learned from that dastardly bag of dark chocolate covered almonds my DH gave me for Christmas. 


I know that your lips are sweet
but our lips must never meet

No, that bag of ostentatious pretzels will no longer sit on my desk whispering my name in that come hither sexy voice. He must be vanquished, - never to return. 


It's hurting me more each minute that we delay
When you're near me like this
You're much too hard to resist

 He thought he could sit there and tempt me with the lure of sumptuous dark chocolate, creamy caramel, and sea salt. What kind of girl did he think I was? Did he think I would fall for his sweet charms.


So go away little [bag]
Before I beg you to stay

I showed him. I took care of that issue and I never need to fear being tempted by his charms or falling victim to his spell. And I enjoyed every bite. 


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