Sugarcoat Of Many Colors
Are we not but candy selves
Both scattered and assorted;
With some left lying on the shelves
Whom time has not afforded?
With gleeful eyes the children pour
Gone as quickly as they'd entered
We wear our wrappers 'til they've worn
Until our intrinsic flavor fades, decentered
Are we not but loyal twelves
In tatters and contorted;
With some left dying on the shelves
Whom a master has not rewarded?
Both scattered and assorted;
With some left lying on the shelves
Whom time has not afforded?
With gleeful eyes the children pour
Gone as quickly as they'd entered
We wear our wrappers 'til they've worn
Until our intrinsic flavor fades, decentered
Are we not but loyal twelves
In tatters and contorted;
With some left dying on the shelves
Whom a master has not rewarded?