Tips On Kisses
A mystery has been discovered
At the Hershey’s plant,
Encouraging some bakers
To join in an online rant.
It seems that Hershey’s kisses,
Loved by countless tongues and lips
Have been found, beneath their silver,
To be sans their pointy tips.
It doesn’t really matter
When they’re popped into a mouth,
But baked into a cookie,
That’s perfection heading south.
The company has no idea
What’s harmed this tasty treat,
Though everybody knows no kiss
Should e’er be incomplete!
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2018
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