Sugar

I see it in cubes cast
And chiefly featuring in breakfast;
In Bread and cake harboured
And in plantains and cereals honoured…

Also in my tea that would gullets pass through,
Its presence in oats holding true.

I see it in packs neatly filled
In layers arranged and sealed,
Each one of them as white as white can be!
Every one of them nearly the honey of a bee.

I’m told The Best Quality is in Havana,
Although readily grows in every Savannah.

A starchy stuff and energy booster,
Raiser  of the Weak and sure Mover!
Yet, not a fabulous treat for The Diabetic
None ever, after taking it, ecstatic…

Must, in fact, forget consuming even a single:
Their no no-go area and Bermuda Triangle.
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February 11, 2021 at 10:37 AM
Hello Chinedum Ekwobi, I like the raw sugar. It is not as sweet as the white sugar. I use it sometimes. I use a lot of honey. Sugar when thereis o hney. enjoy yur day my friend.
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