I see you laying there, warm.
Can’t keep my hands off you.
I bite in, cheesy, gooey goodness.
I can’t resist a delicious burrito.
Need to stop but want more.
Then I spot you, standing tall.
Crispy, crunchy, oh so very tasty.
Love tacos, could eat them everyday.
You sit off to the side.
What a tease, you beckon me.
Take a chip, scoop you up.
Have to get my guacamole fix.
This is all fat free, right?
It is, only in my fantasy.
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