enchanted

I ain't afraid to tell the world
That you make me,
What I hate most.

That the jellybean drops,
Slippin' from your lips,
Spread like

Dollops -
Sweet butter,
On toast.

Can't hide my sticky fingers -
Drippin' your,
Candy residue.

Though, I plan to make
The best of it,
Before the moon is new.

My sternest strategies,
'neath the night's eyes
Light my dirty little schemin',

My plot to watch
Your every step,
Before the moment,
That I steal you.

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I've been eatin' jellies
Since I was little -
Today, I've tasted so many,

But, the ones that slip,
(And, sometimes, skip)
From that head

Drive my thoughts out,
Much too selfishly.