in my house.
i'm done with sugar.
brown, white,
granulated, powdered.
confectionary..
i'm done with it.
so i take them all to
the church, where
Father Smith takes
the bags from me, and
blesses me.
he rubs his belly beneath
his robe and sings
no sugar tonight
in your coffee, no sugar
tonight in your tea, etc.
ala the guess who,
then winks.
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