My life is empty
All's for naught
Just one last taste
Was all I sought
Crinkled silver, faded gold
Flaky chocolate laced with mold
Oh, woe is me!
What shall I do?
My Reese's cup
Has turned to goo
Smashed into my pocket lint
I used to wonder where it went
"I haven't worn
These pants in years!"
I sniffled through
My salty tears
I couldn't stop, could not resist
I gave it one last Hershey's kiss

Then realized how pathetic I was for getting maudlin over 3 year old Christmas candy and fed it to my little brother.


Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Chronos, in the year 270 AF.