Pepsi stole my Sunkist,
Sierra Mist went dry;
So I Did The Dew,
And Coke went in my eye!
There’s no sugar in the Vault,
Dr. Pepper won’t help me;
Shasta’s falling behind,
I pray the Sugar Gods don’t lash me.
Root Beer is after me,
Dad’s isn’t far behind;
I hope I’m not imagined,
A figure of your mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ya need RockStar in there. Bt I just had almost all those pops in the last two days. I hope its' all a dream. Way to Go Harley and Rachel! ! ! ! ! !