Ginger Bread
Isn’t that a Sweet little castle you have?
With an White Chocolate fence
To keep Sour Patch intruders away?
You always were so worried
Someone would eat through
The walls of your Candy abode
And see straight into
The center of your Tootsie Pop.
Ah, that Licorice looks so good
As it wraps upon your throne.
You believe that inside every
Candyland needs to be
A King and his Queen
With Gummy Bear minions
By your side to drill
All those Milk Duds in
But Sugar Baby,
You can lace up your cottage
In as many Candy Canes
And Gumdrops as you want
It doesn’t make you any Sweeter
And it doesn’t make this house a home
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