Even If I Had Them to Juice

You need not for me to dangle carrots.
I am not easily teased,
To believe my eyesight will clear...
Even if I had them to juice.
Or enticed to slice a piece,
After mixed and baked sweetened.
To lure my craving for a taste of your warm cake.
I am much too brave to be that seduced.
I will wait until it cools.
Only a fool is outdone by impatience.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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