Treasure Island

Marilyn Lott

(5-28-42 / Washington state USA)

Candy, Candy, Candy!


You’ve heard the expression many times
About a kid in the candy store
But there’s a place I’ll tell you about
That has every kind of candy and more

The containers of candy go way back
To retro styles of such fun
Candy from your childhood too
You’ll no doubt find every single one

A soda fountain graces the store
Oh my, sure takes me back
Way back when I was a teenager
Yes sir, that’s simply a fact

Cherry red stools to sit upon
As you smile and make your choice
Of delicious enticing concoctions
You just plain want to rejoice

So maybe someday you can be
As lucky as we were to see
A store that’s filled with delicious
Candy, candy, candy!

Submitted: Wednesday, October 01, 2008

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  • Rubab Meraj (6/12/2009 9:42:00 AM)

    Your poem sounds super duper. I love candy too. Reading this lovely poem fills water in my mouth.(I should keep some candy before I read a poem) (Report) Reply

  • Sulaiman Mohd Yusof (10/1/2008 11:45:00 AM)

    yeahhhhh you're right its remind me of my great old days when i cried like hell juz to get my fav candy! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

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