CANDYLAND POEMS
Candy Land
by Mark Zellner
@2009
Just drop your worries; grab my hand.
Let's go, get out. Let's leave today.
This charming place called Candy Land's
Where problems fade and float away
Like butterflies upon the breeze.
It's there you'll find the chocolate road
That leads down to the soda seas
which fizz and bubble, then explode
As teams of gummy fishes swim
Around a ribbon candy reef.
We'll take our time, then on a whim
Sail on a giant spearmint leaf.
Lollipop paddles should suffice
To help us reach the Sugar Shore.
Be careful round the massive ice
cream glaciers! Next we can explore
The Waffle Way. You'll soak your shoes,
So dodge the syrup puddles there.
(Or stomp in them if you should choose.
Your mother might, but I don't care!)
Then we can ski down Sundae Slopes;
Tour ooey-gooey Mallow Marsh;
Or swing on sticky licorice ropes
In Jelly Jungle, hot and harsh.
Cotton candy clouds are soaring
Across a maraschino sky.
If we're lucky they'll start pouring
Gum drop showers while they float by.
Last we'll walk through Cinnamon Wood;
Pluck candied apples from the trees.
And this I promise if you're good:
We'll take some home and plant the seeds.
So drop your worries; grab my hand.
Let's hurry, leave, do not delay!
There's a magic place called Candy Land
Where problems fade and float away.
This charming place called Candy Land's
Where problems fade and float away
Like butterflies upon the breeze.
It's there you'll find the chocolate road
That leads down to the soda seas
which fizz and bubble, then explode
As teams of gummy fishes swim
Around a ribbon candy reef.
We'll take our time, then on a whim
Sail on a giant spearmint leaf.
Lollipop paddles should suffice
To help us reach the Sugar Shore.
Be careful round the massive ice
cream glaciers! Next we can explore
The Waffle Way. You'll soak your shoes,
So dodge the syrup puddles there.
(Or stomp in them if you should choose.
Your mother might, but I don't care!)
Then we can ski down Sundae Slopes;
Tour ooey-gooey Mallow Marsh;
Or swing on sticky licorice ropes
In Jelly Jungle, hot and harsh.
Cotton candy clouds are soaring
Across a maraschino sky.
If we're lucky they'll start pouring
Gum drop showers while they float by.
Last we'll walk through Cinnamon Wood;
Pluck candied apples from the trees.
And this I promise if you're good:
We'll take some home and plant the seeds.
So drop your worries; grab my hand.
Let's hurry, leave, do not delay!
There's a magic place called Candy Land
Where problems fade and float away.
@ 2017
While walking by a candy shop,
While walking by a candy shop,
The sight of gumdrops made me stop,
And with a penny in my hand,
I entered into Candyland.
The smell of chocolate was distinct,
And then a sight caused me to blink,
As if in answer to my prayers,
I saw a million chocolate bears.
Some were dark and some were light,
And some were very, very white,
Some were standing six feet tall,
And some were very, very small.
Some were wide and some were thin,
Some wore frowns and some wore grins,
Some were round and some were flat,
Some wore shoes and some wore hats.
I was rather mystified,
I could not quite believe my eyes,
But when they all began to dance,
I walked right in and took a chance.
I danced with one and then with two,
Then three with hats and one with shoes,
I was the belle of Candyland,
My life was chocolaty and grand.
But visions faded into night,
When I awoke and saw my plight,
My chocolate vision was a dream,
So I got up and had ice-cream.
Candy Land
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by Ashley Gauthier
@ 2011
Follow me to a wonderful place,
Where sugar and frosting stick to your face.
There is a peppermint house and a chocolate town clock.
There are gumdrops for grass on every town block.
The children play dodge ball with a ball made of sweets,
While cars made of jolly ranchers dance in the streets.
A sour key unlocks each and every door.
When you come to Candy Land, you'll never want more.
The sun in the sky is a lemmony yellow,
And the white fluffy clouds are giant marshmallows.
Street lamps stand tall, made of yummy red licorice.
They make your belly feel warm and ticklish.
The side walks are lined with tasty sweet tarts,
A place to stroll with you favourite sweet hearts.
The people are not people, but cute gummy bears.
This magical place is where everyone shares.
Out comes the milky way moon and candy bar stars.
It's time to park those jolly rancher cars.
On come the tall red licorice lights.
In Candy Land the days are as sweet as the nights!
by Teresa
Fantasy Dream Land © Sep 2010 contest
Little one lay your head to sleep
dream of what will be
a land where trees are lollipops
and pink lemonade fills the sea
where you sit to dine on
a gumdrop chair
at marshmallow table
and spun sugar your silverware
your home is made
of gingerbread
and chocolate frosting
on the roof is spread
cheddar cheese is the moon
and way up hign in the azure sky
watch real close as
cotton candy clouds float by
sleep on my little one
until your candyland dreams are done.
Little one lay your head to sleep
dream of what will be
a land where trees are lollipops
and pink lemonade fills the sea
where you sit to dine on
a gumdrop chair
at marshmallow table
and spun sugar your silverware
your home is made
of gingerbread
and chocolate frosting
on the roof is spread
cheddar cheese is the moon
and way up hign in the azure sky
watch real close as
cotton candy clouds float by
sleep on my little one
until your candyland dreams are done.
