Mary loves candy.
I love to eat candy too.
We can eat them all.
There once was a shiny, brown, big brick.
The shiny, brown, big brick was alive.
It went on a drive.
There it came to me.
And said their goodbyes, bye.
a free verse poemThe hot, steaming buns are waiting
I can not wait for this time of day
where I eat the hot, steaming buns
oh how I love this day, today.