pOpPiN' cAnDiEs

pOpPiN' cAnDiEs

A Poem by Julietta
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A rap I wrote in class over the course of three days...I just really needed some candy! There are over 40 references to candy:DD

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After this you'll need a moment, I got Twix up my sleeve

I'm like a Sour Patch Kid, sorta sour really sweet

Actin' like I'm white, but I'm actually an Asian

I'm a Starburst rapper, I'm a juicy contradiction

 

Don't Snicker at me, I pack a Sour Punch

You're just jealous of my Sweetart that I'm eatin' for lunch

Yeah, I got a guy that's tough but sweet,

He can make me laugh like I'm Laffy Taffy

 

You could call me Skittles, I can taste the rainbow

Underneath a Capri Sun, yeah I'm ready to go

I grab Mike & Ike and we're about to go kick it

When a Girl Scout attacks askin' if we want some Thin Mints

 

I'm like "OH FASHO! Can I pay in Trident Layers?"

She stuck out her tongue, but said, "Yeah that sounds fair."

And cuz I'm a little Smartie, got a calc. in my hand

Figured out the cost and rounded up to 100 Grand

 

I'm in the Big League now, I'm usin' a Bazooka

Them 3 Musketeers can't touch me, I'll make em puke-a

Cuz I'm just too sweet and I be blowin' Hershey Kisses

I'm not M&M, but I can drop it, yeah I'm so Bubbalicious

 

I can make that Tootsie Roll or I can make that Tootsie Pop,

I got Atomic Fireballs, you know I'm Red Hot

I be droppin' them beats like, "WHOOPS! BUTTERFINGAS!"

But I'm still a Nerd, Big Bang, you know-BAZINGA!!!

 

They call me Marshmallow, wantin' s'more of dat

Ice that I be Breakin', colder than the Sno Caps

Little Debbie she be jelly of my Jelly Belly Beans

So I shared like Mr. Goodbar, man you know I ain't mean

 

I don't use a Baby Bottle when I drink that Red Vine

A Reese's Peanut Butter Cup, yeah that'll do just fine

Forget your Gucci cuz I got that Ghirardelli

Gettin' Fruit by the Foot, I'm livin Good 'n Plenty

 

Bridge:

I'm louder than a KitKat

Fresher than a TicTac

Imma gonna run that

Problem? I can fix that

Higher than the Milkyway

Everyday's a Payday

Sorry, but I hafta say

I WANT CANDAYY!!!!!

 

Last verse for now, it's gonna be a Whopper

I'll be breakin some jaws like I'm a Gobstopper

I Push, and I Pop, and I Rock, and I ROLO

Trashin' all these Wrappers cuz they can't Skor, OH NO!

© 2012 Julietta


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