Caramels coated in chocolate a candy must
taste buds so happy they flavor bust
the sweetness and chewy and chocolate too
whoever thought of it knew exactly what to do
I like Rolos in foil of gold
the caramel soft the chocolate bold
together a team that wins the candy race
try one than end up stuffing your face
Milk Dudes an old standard but chew is long
the caramel pulls out your fillings as chew on and on
the flavor is great is your mouth but to burst
handful of Milk Dudes chewing let them do their worst
Junior Caramels little balls of chocolate covered caramels
so soft and tender the chew is unreal
great is the flavor it is hard to beat
like em all you can't stop eating eat eat eat.
we cannot hide him in the snow, said another angel dear
Shh! whispered a more seasoned angel; he is rather near.
We do not want to hurt his feelings, see that ginger hair?
She had heard the rumors, which simply are not fair.
They left the red-haired angel to guard a candle yellow.
They tiptoed out to do their bidding, leaving this little fellow.
We’ll bring him some chocolates and caramels, one angel said.
They also brought him pizza with pepperoni and sauce spicy red.
Digging through the sweetest of a fine soft solid substance,
Looking for the velvety amber caramels and chocolates,
But such indulgence all too often renders them as delicates.
foods that make cavities are fudges, caramels and iced cake
chocolate ice cream with peppermint candy cavities make.
Fish, milk, cheese and healthy eggs are waiting in the wings.
they make your teeth strong and hard among other things
the decrease in blindness
brings an invisible angle of life
next to you
mix complacency for failure
and tenderness for one's own weakness
but my future blue ailment
operates building the transposition
between what was and what will be
inoculates caramels and anesthetics
inside feeling and forgetting
he stands alert smiling
sentinel that watches over an ancient world
dodge fast from the warheads that are you
it settles in this conquered space
a primordial contempt for your zero universe
the access route to comfort is there
in the soft volumes that travel in blocks
the shadow is the building itself
reflections are also what give rise to them
I didn't used to be this descriptive
but now any flight touches the parallels
I'm acquiring a tendency to offer resistance
the bats are leaving the cave
there are so many enemies that I didn't know
now they're all here smiling
happily telling me good morning, son
Charlie consumed countless calories
chomping Christmas cake
chocolate
cookies
candies
chewy caramels
cherry cheesecake
consequently
Charlie complained of
cavernous cavities
and cramped constricting chino’s
Charlie can’t control continuous Christmas chomping!
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Sugar.
You make me crave,
all the sweets and delights
that I never find in your kisses late at night.
Sugar.
I deny to myself,
every time I write to you
and you don't even say my name.
Sugar.
I need it as if I am in withdrawal,
from all the sweet fantasies
that will never be real.
Sugar, Sugar, Sugar...
I say it as if I pray,
but then I always go back for more
of your bitter taste!
OR, MY FEZ
Candy Daddy sneaks into my room at night
"Don't tell mommy," Candy Daddy says.
He has to give me candy when I ask for some
Or anything I want. A doll. A kitten. A fez.
"Candy Daddy, get me an ice cream cone,"
I demand, and narrow my eyes.
"Very well, my tiny trollop."
Candy Daddy grins. All the same,
I often pray he dies.
"Dear Jesus," goes my prayer, "Would you mind
Killing Candy Daddy before he sneaks in my room?
I know it's wrong to want it, but it would be so kind
Of you to introduce him to some painful doom."
So far my prayer has gone unanswered
And Candy Daddy tells me "Make no noise!"
Then come the dawn I gladly don my fez
And eat caramels and play with toys.
I'm pretty sure when I grow up
I will never want to play with boys
Candy Daddy rubs me wrong, and rubs me raw,
And makes me want to run away with my kitten
To Illinois.
C-elebration of double event
H-as promised much mirth;
A-s the new year dawns,
R-apture fills your birth.
I-n first January morn,
T-welve midnight passes by;
A-n amazing fireworks display is shown in the sky.
F-og and mist are gone,
L-et Saturday haze vanish;
O-pen your eyes to beacon,
R-ays won't easily diminish.
E-ver wonderful moment offers cakes and caramels;
S-unny Sunday delight includes the blowing of candles.
In the soft moonlight
Sweet homemade cream caramels
Night symphony Jazz
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Egyptian flavours
Candie's; chaste
Marshmellows
Delicious
Autumn's shaved
Ice French vanilla
Cream; covered in
German soft milk
Chocolates
Virgin Italian
Cherries; soaked
Coconut rum
English toffee
Pineapple bits
Melting
In our mouths
Swirling intoxications
Asian strawberries
Spanish caramels
Candie's
African mints
Dipped, in Autumn's
Native cream.
Ladies night out as not a man to be found...
Sparkling attire adorned their, diamonds in lace
Pink champagne red lip sage; this tenderloins place
Beauty dancing atop the bare made stage; silk swans
Silver lights embracing swirling heights; ivory tides sighs
Softened cries of Asia, cuisine; joy aneath her African queen
Lovely Senorita's in caramels caressing, their European dreams.
I have an old box
in that box, I have
collected many "treasures"
Not treasures of great value
but small memories of time
that has passed
This box is like a "scrapbook"
that makes me so happy
Look...look what I found today:
an old coin that is
marked by time
The coin is brown, a little thick
and need to be cleaned
The coin has a crown on
the one hand, value built
and the year standing
on the other side:
5 - cent from 1912
Such a coin from 1912
was probably a great wealth
It was probably not from
a "poor man`s" pocket
The coin has been owned
by many over the years
It has paid for food for
hungry bodies
Flour, sugar, bread, milk,
potatoes, onions and carrots
Perhaps the wool to knit socks
As the coin got older
it has lost its value
But for a child it was a big deal
You could buy both candy
and caramels
Maybe, it was put in
your "piggy bank"
Yes, what a story....
This little coin has,
traveled for many years
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Trick or treat neighbors of the night
The time has come for frivolous fright
We can take the night from day
As ghosts and ghouls come out to play
We'll take candy corn, caramels, and types of nougat
Don't be afraid, even ghosts love chocolate
But no apples please, you may regret it
Frankenstein would frown on it, and he wouldn't forget it
And one more thing, to the haunted house you are invited
Your presence there would make the zombies excited
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!
A pretty Christmas wreath I’ve fashioned, and it’s very sweet;
Sweet like you, my special one, because it’s even more. . .
More than just a wreath, it’s candy coated, made to eat!
Eat from it, my darling man. Don’t hang it on your door!
Your door does not require this wreath with chocolates replete;
replete with caramels, mints and gumdrops, too, placed on this ring.
This ring of homemade goodness to entice you, dear, I bring.
I bring it now, for next to you, there’s no one else as sweet!
Inspired by Dr. Ram Mehta's "Christmas Wreath" Contest
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