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Golden Nuggets

I am not a maker of cotton candy.
Nor am I a distributor of peppermint sticks.

I do not carry a bag of tricks to treat,
With marshmellow filled chocolate sweets.

On the other side of the rainbow where I live,
I am assigned to polish at least one tarnished pot.
To then hope I can find my own golden nuggets,
To dropp into it.
On a path I travel alone.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My Wonderland

oh in my wonderland
the clouds r cotton candy
the rivers r full of chocolate syrup
and there's a chocolate waterfall
all in my wonderland

the trees r hung with licorice and candy canes
the paths r lined with gum drops
there r u 10 ft tall lolipops!

as i dream in my wonderland
al the candy and sweets
i wake up in math class
were Mr. Huff is dicussing calcuis
i wish i was in my wonderland

poem by Olivia Freitas
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A Child's Sweet Dream

Deep in the night where all dreams come true
is a candy factory just waiting for you.
Its storage room is filled with sugar and spice
and racks adorned with candy sweet and nice.

Peppermint sticks welcome you at the door,
and peanut brittle covers the entire floor.
Its walls of chocolate bars are at bay,
and make the candy factory a nice place to stray.

The candy factory is surrounded by lolipop trees
and you may choose one just as you please...
Deep in the night where all dreams come true
is a candy factory just waiting for you.

poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
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A Candy Kiss

A candy kiss so very sweet,
Like peppermint covered candy sticks.
Like chocolate covered cherry treats,
Swirling around inside your cheeks.

A candy kiss, just pure delight,
That leaves a taste of sugar on your lips.
Or that very special kiss good night,
Like pixie stix in tiny sips.

A candy kiss, like butter scotch,
Pure ecstasy that makes you drool.
Or like a homemade piece of fudge,
That you couldn't leave to cool.

Candy kisses so sweet and fine,
Can't get them at the candy shop.
But you will crave them all the time,
And hope to God they never stop.

9/28/10 Alton Texas

poem by Juan Olivarez
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My Candy Dreams

As I close my eyes
I dream of a land,
Where everything is sweet
With coloured sherbet sand.
Filled with flavoured milk
The ponds, the rivers, the sea,
Strawberry, chocolate, banana
Vanilla and raspberry.

The clouds are cotton candy
The stars are toffee fudge
And when you see the Bassett tree,
There’s temptation to give a little nudge.
Flowers are made of candy cane,
The petals so soft and nice.
Deep within the biscuit house
To find some chocolate mice.

More than you can imagine
Marshmallows in the bath,
Coffee flavoured stones,
Lay upon the path.
Sitting in the hen house
Lays all the Cadburys cream,
And all of this exists
In my sweet candy dreams

©Copyright Anna Andrews 2010

poem by Anna Andrews
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The Devil's Sweets

The Devil’s sweets

This afternoon
I waited too soon
and let you in a secret
I hope you can keep it

I saw you sucking on the devil’s sweets
like a chocolate treat
if Dracula were around
it would make a sound
that would make the transformation complete

Don’t go
Don’t ignite the flame
Don’t spread the blame

Don’t wait
Why don’t you hesitate..
Anymore?

Like a vampire you sucked it in like a drug
don’t even come to give me a hug
because you’ve already left for the devil’s sweets
instead of me, you go to those chocolate treats

You are the spawn of Satan
Hell is your only safe haven
because you’ve tasted the devil’s sweets
your transformation is complete.

poem by Soldier's Wife
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Marshmallow Shores

Raspberry skies raining peppermint drops
Strawberry clouds and blueberry raindrops
Candy cane trees with chocolate fences
Land of dreams that tickle your senses

Climb into my tangerine boat
Upon pumpkin seas we shall float
To laughter island where smiles are free
Ivy swings and rainbow slides you’ll see

A land where golden sunbeams sing
Chocolate cherries are bells that ring
Tickets are made of wind-dings galore
Day dream island of marshmallow shores

poem by Carole Cookie Arnold
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Chocolate Is A Food Group

I love chocolate.
So should you.
Milk chocolate,
Dark chocolate.
It's good for you, too.

Chocolate cake,
Chocolate candy,
Chocolate pie.
Take away my chocolate
And I might die.

White chocolate,
Hot chocolate,
Even chocolate soup...
Any chocolate lover knows
Chocolate is a food group.

poem by Rich Reitz
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Chocolate Fever

It all started this morning,
When I was craving something sweet.
Hey how about some candy,
Wouldn't that be just the treat?

And that morning...
Creamy
Tasting light in my mouth
Tummy turning chocolate feeling heavy in my belly
Hit me
like
a BOMB

And now you see... I'm addicted
I can't keep your taste off of my mind
I just crave for more
Of my astonishing find

I have it every hour,
Every second of the day,
I can't even share this sacred feeling
To have some you have to pay

So pay up, pay up, HURRY!
Before I eat it all...
Oh...woops I'm sorry... It's Gone!
Hypnotizing delight and all

That night,
I dreamt of chocolate rivers,
Chocolate fountains,
Chocolate Buildings
Chocolate mountains,
Chocolate cities

Chocolate, Chocolate
Where art thou? ? ?
I miss you...
I need you...

You’re gone
And I crave you night and day,
Please Please come back...

I promise I'll pay.

poem by Gurkamel Gill
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I Love Chocolate

I love chocolate, oh yes I do.
Eating chocolate is a must too.
I love chocolate, how about you?
They say dark chocolate is now good for you too.
I would eat chocolate while watching Mr. Magoo.
I would eat chocolate instead of dodo.
I like a good chocolate candy bar.
I would even eat chocolate from a jar.
I want to eat chocolate all day long.
Eating too much chocolate may be wrong.
They need to write about chocolate in a song.
Some people eat chocolate just to belong.
I would even eat chocolate in my Froot Loops
I would even eat chocolate with a big group.

poem by Nichole Kaci McKnight
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Chocolate Milk, Chocolate Syrup, Chocolate Cup

chocolate milk, chocolate syrup, chocolate cup
when im putting in chocolate syrup i put too much
i wish i had a chocolate pup in a chocolate cup
in a chocolate world!

but that would be alot to eat
for just one little girl!

if chocolate was a talent
Id be the chocolate master!
chocolate storms and tornadoes are natural chocolate disasters!

there would be chocolate houses and chocolate apartments and chocolate hotels for rent!
People eating chocolate all day without paying a single cent!
All their money would be in chocolate banks w chocolate robbers
Chocolate dinners like chocolate spaghetti and chocolate covered lobsters!

Chocolate chocolate chocolate BOOO!
(and no vanilla)
Drew

poem by Drew Bailey Golden
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Candy Girl

I like candy, like bubblegum pop,
I like a fizzy sweet on my tongue,
That shocks the senses like a gobstopper,
And is sweet like Turkish Delight,
For candy is the name of the game,
And I enjoy those romantic lovehearts,
For many a romantic teenage love,
Started with the sucking of a special message,
Whether a simple 'I Love You' or 'Hug Me',
And we all treasured our frist love,
In our hearts, never to be forgotten.

Although we don't smoke anymore,
We all remember trying a cigarette,
Behind the bike shed, coughing and choking,
As we inhaled, and we'd suck on mints,
Or Humbugs, to freshen our breath,
And hide what we had been doing,
For we felt wild, free and naughty,
Although, we know these days how bad,
For you smoking is, still it is nostalgic.

I remember eating Honeycomb growing up,
It was always a treat and I loved every bite,
But I couldn't get past liquorish: the taste bitter,
On my tongue, but my dad loved it,
So we'd buy a tin every Christmas for him:
I think it went down a treat, and he'd reciprocate,
The wonderful dad he was,
And I remember him calling me a Candy Girl,
Because I had a sweet nature and loved sweets,
And in the cold, winter months, he'd buy me cough candy,
My throat so raw and rough that I needed relief,
And it worked wonders for me, and the rest of the family,
So much so, that we'd treat him,
To Turkish Delight on his birthday,
And he'd offer me one, saying I was mysterious,
And would never lose with my curiosity and intellect.

He had been such a wonderful dad,
And when he was a gradnparent, he'd offer my son,
Butter toffee and coca-cola lollipops,
Lollipops have always been a firm favourite of mine,
I used to love vanilla, orange and the best: cherry,
I could also taste all the colours of the rainbow with Skittles,
They had been so vibrant and sunny: even in winter,
And - as the advert says - touch the rainbow,
Taste the rainbow. This is not a sweet to be ignored.

All my friends loved bubblegum, whether strawberry,
Banana, or any other flavour; whatever, all the cool girls,
Loved their bubblegum and chewing gum,
Where we'd chew them in our morning and lunch breaks,
And where to sit down, we'd debate, for we were the cool girls,
And we all loved our sweets, but our teeth still perfect,
For it may seem we were rotting our teeth,
But we brushed them everyday and had dental treatment.

Sweets are what make me a Candy Girl:
For I am sweet inside and want you to taste my sugar,
Be my friend and someone I can depend upon,
Like the taste of jelly beans and Starburst,
That reminds me of times past,
Where my dad cared enough to make me happy,
And guide me towards being sweet, cute and loving,
Like sweets make people feel at Halloween,
And children cry 'Trick or treat! ',
And it was always a treat for me,
And a treat to live a happy life.

poem by Paula Glynn
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A child's world

Would you like to go a trip with me?
To a Wonderful Joy Land
Where Smiles and Laughter fill the air
Come let me take your hand
There'll be sugar coated Mountains
River of Lemonade
Clouds of Cotton Candy
Lollipops Trees for shade
Chocolate covered side Walls
Marshmallow Lanes
With lovely lighted Lamp Posts
Made of Candy Cans

poem by Pratiksha Jain
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Her Candy Cotton Kiss

Her candy cotton kiss
Her taste so warm and wet
Her cotton candy lips
I'll never them forget

Her cotton candy kiss
Sends shivers down my spine
I tremble at her touch
With love and grace divine

poem by Bradley Lester
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Dark Chocolate

Wrapped in shinny wrappers,
golden, red, silver and brown,
chocolate, the king of sweets,
everyone's favorite treat,
dropp it in your mouth,
it slips and melts,
bitter sweet with nuts,
lover's gift, chocolate kiss!

Born in West Africa
bred by little hands,
little feet walked three days,
on stale porridge and water,
sweets they have heard not,
schools they know not,
only cocoa farms.

With machetes in their hands,
they chop the pods,
often, when they swing too high,
they strike their leg,
often when they swing too low,
they, strike their hand,
hospitals they have none,
muddy clothes they tear
and tie the bleeding wounds,
continue to collect the beans,
for a child in the city
might be throwing a tantrum,
for his favorite sweet.

Hungry hearts, candy bars,
snakes bites, valentine's gift,
gift of blood, spraying pesticides,
dark, white and milk, pleasure trip,
horror, blood and tears, cartoon strip,
Easter egg, child labor, dark treats.

When the men in uniform they arrive,
the children hide the machete,
and pretend to play, how can they
for they know no games.

The cocoa bean from black, muddy
bleeding hands sit on the shelves
of the finest stores where tiny
soft pink hands pick them up
From hand to hand the chocolate
travels, sinned on the way
bitter sweet, the chocolate's way.

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poem by Reshma Ramesh
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It’s all about the Chocolate!

When certain holidays come around
I have often noticed it is true
It’s all about the chocolate
It is for me, now, how about you?

First on the holiday list is, of course
Valentine’s Day at the top of the year
Boxes of chocolate candies
Or chocolate roses sweet and clear

Easter is right around the corner then
Chocolate eggs and bunnies so sweet
Fancy paper wrapped around chocolate
Is such a wonderful treat

Of course, at Christmas there are Santa’s
In every shape and size
Finding them in the Christmas stocking
Is always a wonderful surprise

There is chocolate on a stick as well
They are so creamy and so yummy
Chocolate fountains with special treats
Are just perfect for my tummy

It really doesn’t matter at all, however
You can just be sad or stuck in a rut
Go visit the candy counters ‘cause
It is all about the chocolate!

poem by Marilyn Lott
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Trick Or Treat

It is time for Halloween
oh yes that time of year
We carry bags of candy
trick or treat we shall hear

They gather on the porch
or maybe the front gate
Arms holding their bags open
saying trick or treat as they wait

Count Dracula is waiting
and Wolf Man is too
There may be a Hobo
or a Princess or two

I dropp candy in each bag
and act as if filled with fright
For this is Halloween
it is a children's night

Then I have an idea
for this special night
A simple bed sheet
may cause some fright

I hear children talking
as they stroll down the street
And I giggle to myself
about the ghost they shall meet

They rattle the front gate
trick or treat rolls off each lip
I round the corner, arms raised
give out a big WOOO, then slip

No bones were broken
but my ego was bruised
My dog had left her own trick
and the children were amused

I guess in the night
we never know what we will meet
It's Halloween
Trick or Treat

Terry M

poem by Terry Mar
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I Want Candy

I know a girl who's tough but sweet
She's so fine she can't be beat
Shes got everything that I desire
she sets the summer sun on fire
Chorus:
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
Goin' to see her when the sun goes down
There ain't no finer girl in town
You're my girl, You're what the doctor ordered
A treat so sweet ya make my mouth water
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
Candy on the beach, there's nothing better
But I like candy when it's wrapped in leather
Someday soon I'll make her mine
And then I'll have Candy all the time
I said..I said...
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy
I want Candy

song performed by by Good Charlotte
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Give Me A Chocolate Heart

Everyone loves a delicacy
And most of all miss dainty me
Who's not so dainty now, I say
There's so many wrappers to throw away

Chocolate has a place in my heart
It's a springboard for my life's jumpstart
Whenever I am feeling low
It's to the chocolate box I go

I think if I eat enough sweets
My heart will turn to yummy treats
And how could that be bad?
In the company of chocolate no one's sad

They'll love my dark chocolate soul
You can't resist what makes you whole
Oh, make me chocolate filled
If everyone loves me, I'll be thrilled

poem by Phoenix Rory
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Everyday Life And Chocolate

Everyday life and Chocolate.

A sweet shop in the middle of nowhere, I had bought a box of chocolate,
but had no money, the owner took my sack of hay given to me by a farmer
to make a mattress, as payment. Now I sleep on top of a big kitchen table
for fear of rats. When I get up at night to drink water, I can hear them
hissing under the floor board. The candy man’s daughter is dying, she has
always been in love with her image and can’t bear the thought of parting.
from her mirror. Last night I fell off the kitchen table, dreamed I was back
at sea and my ship was pitching and rolling, bet it gave the rats a fright.
The phone rang it was my mother, couldn’t hear what she said, bad line
between heaven and earth. Went to the candy man’s daughter’s funeral
the casket was decorated with colourful sweets and expensive chocolate,
the sermon was light hearted the priest looked as he was on a high. I don’t
eat chocolate anymore, but live on raw carrots. So slim you are fat people
tell me; my diet is carrots I say and the rush to the green grocer to buy some,
but they continue to eat sweets. Things are looking up the farmer gave me
another sack of hay and a rat catching terrier, and every morning it puts
the night’s catch on the kitchen table.

poem by Oskar Hansen
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I Can't Buy Another Lie

I can't buy another lie to tie up my life.
No.
My diet wont treat it.
I can't buy another lie,
To nibble and try.

No I can't buy another lie to tie up my life.
No.
My diet wont treat it.
I can't buy another lie,
To nibble and try.

With a slice of apple pie and cider on the side,
And a piece of tainted meat...
Isn't good for one to eat.
It sticks and stays in between clean teeth.