Well I never snuck a midnight snack, there are nights I wished that I could.  This poem made me think of those long hungry nights and how there were times I could enjoy sneaking down the hall to grab a quick snack.

Time to eat, be discreet, don’t want to share, not a hair. Quick munch, not a crunch. Be aware, there’s someone there. Tip toe, back upstairs. Jump into bed, lay down your head. Pretend…

Source: Midnight Snacks

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