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.