Who Stole My Cream Puff? (A Poem)

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Life is not always kind. It can be rough. Now please confess. Who stole my cream puff? I've been waiting to eat it All day long. But when I checked in the fridge, My cream puff was gone. Confess, confess, I'm really upset. Who stole my cream puff? Who suffers from guilty regret? Perhaps it was my hungry dog. He could have taken it In the dense fog. He'll hide it and protect it Eventually, I'll find out. My dog will eat the cream puff, This I have no doubt. Who stole my cream puff. Please return it at once. I don't want to see that Is somebody's lunch.