Candy Is Dandy

Maybe it was the pumpkin pie,
or the full moon that caught my eye.

Whatever it was, it led to my demise.
At least in the church's eyes.

For I have sinned.  Gave inned,
to my inner mission.

I was not a pedophile, no,
passing candy single file.

Touch and go, no no,
it was much worse than that.

I ate it all in one sitting.
For me it was so fitting.

Leaving nothing for the poor,
little waifs come to my door. 

I shouldn't have bent over,
but it was too late.

A Santa Anna wind came up,
and the rest was fate.

... but lick her is quicker.
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