Candy Shop

Caroline Till writes, I’m in the Candy Shop every dayWether it’s June or wether it’s May.

I’m in the Candy Shop every dayWether it’s June or wether it’s May.I get a lollipop or a peanut butter cupAnd I eat and eat until I blow up!Then one day I’m in the shopAnd I find out there are no more gumdrops.I scream and yell and throw a fitUntil they give me a banana split!The banana split tastes so yummyIt’s mushy and gushy and fills my tummy!Then I ask for some moreAnd so they push me out the door!The next day I come backSo they smack me on my pack.I get kicked out againI’ll never go back, AMEN!