the poptart

Welcome to PoppingTart!

I am your host, Sugar B. Cinna-Mon,

Please, strap yourselves in the box so this tour can start,

Oh, and if you look to your right, please enjoy this phenomenon!

Look, at how it sparkles and splashes, that waterfall of milk,

Infinitely flowing, we call it our waterfall of youth,

For the properties of this milk makes the skin smooth as silk,

But stay too long and you’ll be rotting like a sugary tooth!

And finally, you’ll find to your right no ordinary house,

For in that rectangular cardboard I caught my wife cheating on me,

But not with someone else, no, but rather, it was her mouth,

Playing with this toy called, “All You Need Is Me, See?”

I was demoralized you see. At the time I was an engineer,

But the shock ruptured the filling in my brain,

Probably because I built that toy for her to persevere,

I was a fool, so selfish of me! Though the toy sure did much to train.

With a broken heart and unemployed, my fate seemed doomed,

But I stumbled upon some powder, I think it was StarDust

It couldn’t have been better named, for I saw bright stars in the empty apartment I roomed,

With months of therapy, I stand before you, eyes filled with crust.

I hope you’ll enjoy the rest of the tour, I trust!