Had an idea (I sh0ould *not* venture outside early in the morning--gives me wild ideas). This sounded like a chorus when I sang it. It may be *way* too celebratory:

She's nutty, and flaky,
And sugary sweet,
Fresh from the kitchen
And so good to eat;
Great on a lunch break
And warm in the sack--
You can't take her home
But you'll always be back.

Tojiso...

Joe