Sweets, candy floss,
Lollipop, marshmallow,
Teasing my bud,
My stomach overflow,
The saliva streams like Niagara.
As I stare at the giant candy bar.
I cannot hold onto myself,
Enormous fudge sits on a shelf,
The monster inside swelling revenge,
For months enrolled in a diet change,
But I cannot shop at Baskin-Robbins,
Though I die screaming "ICE CREAM ! "
Mum say it is bad for me,
and I will say they taste yummy.
I am not fat like Mr McCoy,
I am just a little toothless girl.
*sweets for sweet girl*
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