PICK N MIX
Sep 9, 2018 · 1 min read

Remember as a child being captivated by all the bright and bold sweets inviting you in?
Bite me, chew me and spit me out like I’m a rotten gummy bear.
To my eyes you’re stale, but really I want to suck on you like a cola bottle.
Nobody knows the sugar rush surge which pulsates through my veins with the slightest of your touch.
Too bad you taste like liquorice.
I hate liquorice.