Candyland

I walked a minute in her shoes
But they would have never fit
For I will never take the cues
And choose to live in a zoo.

More a question than a curse
I rather be a comma than a full stop
How could it get any worse?
Living in candyland is easy
If you are a lollipop.

She can't walk
He calls for a taxi
To take them from sixth to eighth
Money talks.
More wine someone, anyone?

The whole world is going insane
When you are a candy cane.
Plastic surgery, white teeth
More bust than butt
When is enough enough?

© Colleen Yorke. All rights reserved. 2020. 


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