Miss Polly wanted a lolly that was thick, thick, thick,
So she begged the doctor to prescribe one quick.
Doctor gave her his candy stick, stick, stick,
And said “Please don’t bite, you must lick, lick, lick
She knelt in a skimpy little frock, frock, frock,
And licked Doc’s candy which was hard as a rock,,
Till it almost blew her brain out like a 45 Glock, glock, glock
She stared at his candy with horror on her face ,face, face
And said, “I like the candy, but not a limp liquorice shoe lace, lace, lace...
**Is it a bit OTT?**
There’s a bag of candy in my kitchen drawer.
It’s hidden THERE, in the candy drawer?
In the drawer THERE (point, point)
The licorice bits are in a bag.
A special bag ZIP LOCKED.
THERE (point, point) with the old refrigerator magnets.
THERE, with the unused toaster oven tray.
Refuse in a drawer, to good to discard.
Residents of the drawer hold back the tide;
hold messages from the Dali Lama.
Hold toast on a tray.
But, the dern refuse drawer’s not keeping me away!
the blue track of THE bag
peeks out of the drawer
I just can’t refuse it!
I WANT SOME MORE!!!