My Sugar Cube
My sweet sugar cube
The sweet song of the black bird
The sweet air in bitter air
My sweet natured cube
The character, busy like bees
Not busy doing nothing like beehive
But busy to keep me sweet?
I don't know;if me,I'll keep her sweet
To know if she kept me sweet
In the class our used hot candle wax
I mold into a cube
To myself, it's similar to my sugar cube
I gave it to her as a gift
If she likes it , keep it and remind me
Then I' ll know, she keeps me sweet
She did, which made me dumb-founded.
Now at my own sweet will
I could not keep my sugar cube sweet
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