Treasure Island

John Carter Brown


Liquorice Allsorts


I'm addicted to Liquorice Allsorts
That sugary gem of a sweet, and
Unless I take serious hold of myself
The whole of the pack I will eat.

They loiter beside my old armchair
On the table, with darkest intent
To pressure me into submission, and
My diet, once more, to relent.

I start every morn' with restrictions
I place them so well and so strong,
'I'll only have two after lunch-time'... Huh!
Come supper, the plan has gone wrong;

Another half dozen, at least, have
Disappeared into my tum -
I'm addicted to Liquorice Allsorts,
Just look at the size of my bum.

(Written Oct 2013)

Submitted: Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013

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  • Joseph Anderson (10/27/2013 1:16:00 PM)

    Your terrible addiction has helped in the creation of a jolly good fun read. My addiction is peppermint mints. I enjoyed this, well penned (Report) Reply

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