Candy Bug
| Cerian Cantwr |
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Chorus:
It’s said there lives a bug in the land of Goolabare Mysteriously magical and ever or so rare It must be nearly mythical or so some do insist How else could such a wondrous bug ever have been missed? Verses: Its body’s made of jelly beans, its wings of sugar strands Its legs consist of gumdrops that have three flavor bands It flies around your head, sometimes it does a figure eight Which turns into a licorice whip that falls down on your plate. It walks across the forest floor and leaves a trail that’s white It’s made of powdered sugar that will blow away at night It weaves a cotton candy shell, the fortunate few may find, Which has a cherry center inside a chocolate rind. It turns vegetables to marzipan and fruits into a pie Makes salad into chocolate cake by the winking of its eye It can even change a plate or bowl into a tasty treat Your favorite kind of cookie that you really like to eat. It only sips from honey sticks and bathes in lemonade It swims in chocolate fountains leads a marshmallow parade It summers at brown sugar beach in lemon drop moonlight lit In winter skis the slippery slopes of mount banana split. Some think that they have seen it from the corner of their eye A floating trail of sugar dust remains as it zips by If you have glimpsed the candy bug, be glad of what you’ve seen That impossible confection of all treats that e’er have been. © 2008 Charles Grab |
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