Frosted Donut of Danger

If I could be any pastry, I’d definitely be a Frosted Donut. All other pastries on the street would watch me as I pass by, glaze glistening, and would ask “who is that sweet cutie pie?” But then if a churro tries to mug me in an alleyway, he won’t see my flying sprinkled fists coming at him. Looks can be deceiving, and I’d be a donut that you DONUT want to mess with!