So much candy in that box, look at all my cousins and neighborhood friends standing in line just waiting for me to hit the piñata with a dollar store metal broom, did you decide you wanted to race for the sugar? I staunchly stand beside my controversial theories, the earth is really made of paper mache, we treat natural resources like candy, straight to the point I pray when the water is cold, decorate to distract, If you hesitate you miss your entry, who’s the greatest poet this century? I guard this poem like I’m a sentry, I want the biggest piece of cake, birthday hat on sideways I look great, on your way out don’t forget to grab a goodie bag.