Krispy Kreme

All I want to know is...where did Krispy Kreme doughnuts come from?

What sick man invented this?

I see the sign everyday...cause I'm in there every FRICKEN day!!!

This black militant fella once told me that Krispy Kreme used to be called

KRISPY KREME KROISANTS!  AH-HA!!

Kroisant...spelled with a K...just like the rest of their names...

meaning K-K-K!

They were started to keep the black man down and round.

Once the revolution came back around all the black men would be too fat to fight,

going through withdrawal symptoms addicted to the KKK made to order glazed drugs...

I mean, donuts!

But everyday I see white people inside Krispy Kreme.

Cause I am in there every FRICKEN day!

I even saw the black militant fella in there one time,

so I think it is save to say that he was lying.

All the same Krispy Kreme is still trying to kill me.

Just like the KKK, the CIA and the DEVIL!!!

There stock has jumped leaps and bounds since they met me.

Or should I say since I met them...on that cold rainy night.

It was love at first taste.  Glazed melted in my mouth like a waffle from Roscoes.

And I remember thinking in Shakespearean,

"What freshesth taste hath fallenth from grace into thine mouth?"

They know me on a first name basis when I walk in.

I'm like Norm from "Cheers"

"POETRI!!!!!"

When I roll through the drive-thru,they know my voice,

"What's up, Poetri?  The usual?"

NO, I DON'T WANT THE USUAL!!!

OKAY, GIVE ME THE USUAL!!!

I try to disguise my voice at times and  think I'm pretty good.

You should hear my Fat Albert

But they know it's me.

Cause I can only do fat people.

It's not fair.  I already have French Fries I have to deal with...

now this.

I must always fight this temptation of the creation or the perfect fattenning food...

Krispy Kreme!!!