Whirring lights had Beignet with glazed look on his face.

Black and whites with red blare at donut shop. Hot place.

Mochi just wanted to be one of the cruller.

She had a jelly full of this guy none duller.

Partner talked of basketball shots he was Dunkin’ ’

And of sergeant exams he was always flunkin’.

The smell of donuts was Heav’nly to Mochi

As well as secret passion for karaoke.

She was a bit old fashioned by the book cop here.

She hated frittering her time. But she’d learn from peer.

But with this post, she trained to be in the bureau.

On the sidewalk was the remnants of a churro.

As she followed crumbs,they led to Bavarian.

It turns out. He had a fetish Name’s Darien.

This isn’t some donut hole. It was a hangout.

It’s just a twist of fate that she showed up no doubt.

Darien was filled with dread after being fed.

He was a munchkin with a sweet tooth. Enough said.