by
Micky McKeon
When I looked across the room
I saw a girl with a curl
In her hair and she consumed
Something new to me
The sugar on her face
Pretty gleamed and it seemed
That an angel fell from grace
Was tempting me
I tried to turn away
Avert my eyes, I despised
Her for making this the day
Desire took hold of me
I couldn't stand no more
Weak and tired I enquired
What would be forevermore
Th' Achilles Heel of me
She opened up the bag
And I gazed so amazed
At the hundred sparkling magnets
That attracted me
My will was overpowered
I tried one, then a hundred
And then the bag devoured
Like it was my enemy
My head began to spin
Fancy flavor never wavered
Even when I late turned in
To the bed made for me
And when I late awoke
From a dream with a scream
I just knew I'd surely choke
If no more be fed to me
So remember you the name
When you bite Trolli Brite
Crawlers - Life won't be the same
Take advice from me
I love
You Trolli
Brite Crawlers...
THE END