I am quite the candy fiend
There’s no point in denying
If I should find some pocket change
It’s candy that I’m buying!
I’d eat it for all three square meals
I’d eat it right ‘til bed
And ‘tween the choice of veg or treat
I’d eat the sweet instead
I know my dentist would despair
Implore me to cut back
How many times he’d lecture me?
Not sure, I would lose track
But I cannot be stopped or stemmed
It’s best you leave me be
I laugh at all the tales I’m told
Of how candy’s bad for me
For that’s the fun of growing up
I’ll do just as I please
I’d eat a bowl of caramel sauce
Instead of meat and peas
And if I eat unhealthily
And have not long to live
I can’t be made to feel regret
‘Twas my prerogative!