No More Candy

We become indiscreet

Eating sweet after sweet

Though we know all too well where that may lead

So this box was designed

With the two of us in mind

As the kind of reminder we need

When you raise the lid

The music plays

Like a disapproving nod

And it sings in your ear

"No more candy, my dear."

In a way it's a little like the voice of God

I'll take it!

Thank you, Madam!

Your packages, Madam

Thank you, Madam

Please call again

Do call again, Madam!