SEASONAL TREATS ( My Passionate Love Affair With Little Debbie )

ODE TO PUMPKIN DELIGHTS

Delightful, delightful, maker of treats,
Dear Little Debbie, when will we meet?
I buy all your products; I love every one,
From the 'Nutty Bar' to the 'Honey Bun'.

But one time a year, the best of them all,
Pops up in stores and blesses the Fall.
They’re there when I’m hungry; They’re there when I’m sad.
They make me feel fuzzy ... like huggin’ my Dad.

No introduction could ever suffice,
For I speak of course about your 'Pumpkin Delights'.

It’s just no surprise that the world is delighted.
We can’t choose a president but on this we’re united!
They’re loved by the seniors and adored by the Frosh,
No one can resist little treats made of squash.

They don’t solve every problem or affect world peace,
But they’d solve all of mine if they grew on the trees!
But Lo, they do not and Thanksgiving draws nigh.
Soon millions and billions of turkeys will die.

We’ll laugh and we’ll play and we’ll fall down and giggle;
A little less flex and a little more jiggle.
And when we come back to college, will anyone care,
That these seasonal snacks are no longer there?

I shudder to think that this will be the case,
So I’ll spread the good news with passion and haste.
I’ll make sure your treats will last till the end,
By giving a Pumpkin Delight to each of my friends!


Written my Junior year at Indiana University while emcee'ing for Campus Crusade. 11/2000