The candy house
My mother said to stay away
but the colors were so appeasing
I wondered the woods to the witches house
and saw the entire marvel
the sugar dripping
the spoons a-dipping
and the teenagers past out on the floor
they over indulged
and lay comatose on the floor
the hallucinations began from the sweet sour taste of the candy
and the witch who always promised more
why would she lie?
and keep me away from the good taste of heaven?
for my own sake shed say
and never again did I hear it
be careful because the house wasn't candy
and the witch wasn't true
it was a mistake
a fault
a bad trip and story to describe it all
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