Licorice

In New York and so many places, Chocolate shops abound, Where milk and dark and white, with nuts Or not, can all be found. Yet here in Sweden, there's a store, If you want something sweet, Which carries only licorice, A Nordic candy treat. Varieties are plentiful, Including those with salt, Which you may want to spit right out; If so, it's not your fault. For licorice, the jet black kind, You either love or hate. I love it but when made with salt, I simply can't relate. Yet other combinations, Like with chocolate or fruit, Taste delicious and they come in Different styles and shapes, to boot. Today, my last in Sweden, I stocked up to take back home, So I'm leaving with sweet mem'ries And the topic for a poem!