The jelly apples of my youth
Had hard red coatings and, in truth,
Each time you bit one, you'd expect
Some dental damage you'd inflect.
Yet that exquisite crackling crunch
Which caused your jaws to clench and scrunch
Was worth a cavity or chip
Or, worse, a tooth that lost its grip.
The jelly apples of today
Are made in quite a different way,
With nuts to get stuck in your teeth
And soft, red gooey coats beneath.
I do enjoy them as a treat
When craving something moist and sweet
But really, they cannot compare
To those that filled the dentist's chair!
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