I am the jolly lollypop
I tickle your tongue and make you hop
My sour and sweet and tangy flavour
Will make you forget all the day's labour.
I am the wafery ice cream cone
With a red juicy cherry on my crown
You should eat me so quickly
If not I will melt softly.
I am the creamy butter Pastry
You find me in every pantry
I am the guest of all the happy hours
I spread smiles when gifted with flowers.
I am the cheesy hot pizza
My spices turn you into a dancing diva
Red peppers on a crunchy crust will blow your tastebuds
My different flavours become your all-time favorites.
We all make you happy just for a while
And we do a least good for your lifestyle
Eat us once or twice a month
Vote for mommy's food for a good health
**For Destoyer Poet's Contest
Rock ~ Paper ~ Scissors
He threw ‘round his bouldery weight,
Threatening to smash all with his gait
Filled with shear fear
Wishing paper was here,
O’ our threads have been snipped by the fates!
But in flew the papery prints
The champion of scissors long since
So loud did we rattle
Crying out for a battle
That the stout flint began to wince.
Pulp pounced like a wafery veneer
Then crumbling was all we could hear
And after the trouble
The remains were just rubble
But paper knew something was *****.
He screamed that we misunderstood,
But it’s his head that’s made from thick wood
With no rocky pain
It’s scissors that reign
And we cut him to shreds where he stood.
**I should stop watching Game of Thrones LOL!
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