The Child In Me
Soda pop and gum drops
A river full, so sweet
To be that child I once was
All that candy, I would eat
Not worry about a cavity,
the dentist or my skin
Just concerned with getting more
And filling it within
A jawbreaker, some nonpareils
Bazookas and candy dots
Sour apples and baby ruths
Oh I love it all a lot
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