Sloppy
Stan woke up again
In
his apartment near the newsstand
To
see his roommate Sticky Steve
Just
shout out loud “It’s Christmas eve!”
But this
time of year was not filled with glee
Because
when Sloppy Stan and Sticky Steve would appear
The
girls would leave
So,
they developed an affection for confection
Which
at first, came without detection
And
the taste, oh the taste was perfection
But
after a while, they lost direction
And
started to slow their progression
When
the chocolate was gone
And
they thought they were through
The
boxes and wrappers were thrown
But
not far, seeing how much they had grown
So
they got in the car and began to drive
And
traveled to be served
But
the snow, oh the snow made them swerve
After
Sloppy Stan and Sticky Steve returned
With
candy in hand
they
came to realize they couldn’t stand
We
see from this poem
Because
they had no sweeties
They
failed to make a treaty
And came down with diabetes
(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson
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