The Decease - Pillsbury DoughBoy
Let us have some fun. My friend sent me a forward and I
corrupted it into my poem. I remember all the burnt cookies that I made until
the discovery of the Pillsbury Doughboy. My respects to the creator of this idea which I received by e-mail. Wish I could give you all the credits you deserve but it was without any name when it arrived in my box. Hope you appreciate what I've done with your idea.
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The Decease Pillsbury Doughboy The
Death of The Pillsbury Doughboy comes as a shock He
had been poked in the stomach and became hard as rock Exposure
to a yeast infection is what done him in Dangerously
rising while he was baking Exceptional
he was in business takeovers Could
mould mergers and effect hostile turnovers Eager
to satisfy, he was a friend in knead And
by his actions too, a friend in deed Smart
cookie he was and in business rose Eclipsing
the competition which he early deposed Parading
for years in only a bakers cap It’s
surprising wear for such a crusty chap Lucrative
business ventures and a few half baked schemes Loading
him with Dough and for his heirs this means Such
inheritance their lives are already set But
the executors can’t find the claimants yet Unable
to determine from the many John Doughs Relatives
can’t find anyone who truly knows Yet
he bequeathed all his possession to his daughter and son Didn’t
find which Jane Dough either was the one Our
contacts disclosed that Play Dough’s infidelity United
her with many creating this uncertainty Gets
worst to learn there is a bun in the oven Horrendous
what a tangled web they have woven But
word has it that his old dad Pop Tart Organized
DNA testing to set the imposters apart You
are cordially invited to his ceremony Send you flours to us with your testimony |




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