“A Sweet Lesson Learned”
Have you ever tasted a sour sucker?
One that made your mouth water and pucker?
Or maybe a strip of candy beads or a sweet tart;
From a man selling candy at the corner mart?
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All those candy jars lined up on a shelf,
Wishing you were a sneaky little elf.
Where the store worker went to the back room,
And you could sneak candy, not a broom?
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What a sweet kids’ paradise I’m in.
And this mouth of mine wants a fizz.
From a squishy gun drop or waxy bottle
Can I set up my engine’s throttle?
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Oh, the store worker’s coming back
He’s got a bag of something in his sack.
Ask me if I would like a gumball;
I said, “Yes!” He gave me all.
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My mouth watered for candy and more;
They were cherry bombs, so hot I hit the floor.
Water, water, I cried;
My mouth was so hot I thought I could’ve died.
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“Sir,” I said after my mouth cooled off;
Stuttering fast through the heat-filled cough.
You can keep your candy; I’m going home;
My mouth hurts and is full of this foam.
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“See you,” young man. That’ll teach me not to be a sneak.
Bring money next time — then he’ll turn the other cheek.
I’ll also get a much better treat.
One that I’m sure will be a pleasure to eat.
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I guess I learned a lesson well;
One I’ll even live to tell.
Don’t steal candy from the neighborhood mart.
As the store owner is clever and very smart…

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