When I agreed on cutting back,
I didn't know you meant it all,
How can I survive with out it!
I need my monthly chocolate,
And sugar on my banana,
Then we have my coco!
I do agree all the sugar,
Makes me wee bit hyper,
And I start to imagine.
But listen now mum,
This truly did happen,
Those aliens made me!
Its all they're fault,
Don't blame me,
It really did happen.
...Its lovely to be hyper


I love this poem, its wonderful. and yes it is lovely to be hyper.. so if you were abducted by aliens and are now hyper what why am I like that??? hmmm I don't consume that much sugar or do I?
lol 

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