LXXXIX: Useless Habit

I thank you for the sugar-sodden sweets

you always filled our freezer with, and hid.

I'd plunder them by way of roguish feats.

I said I didn't like them (but I did).

I thank you for the not-so-secret bribes

for donuts and for meals on shopping trips.

You masked your true intents with clever jibes.

But I know what you hid behind your quips.

I thank you for the c…