The Twizzlers that I eat are red.
They’re great, but what they lack
Is that special flavor that’s reserved
For licorice that’s black.
They’re great, but what they lack
Is that special flavor that’s reserved
For licorice that’s black.
I bought a yard of it when on
An Italy vacation.
To Twizzlers this stuff only has
A very slight relation.
An Italy vacation.
To Twizzlers this stuff only has
A very slight relation.
For Italians love their anise
So their candy is imbued
With the punch this seed does carry
And its matching attitude.
So their candy is imbued
With the punch this seed does carry
And its matching attitude.
I could kick myself, believe me,
‘Cause I only bought a yard
And when it is gone, the loss of it
Will hit me very hard.
‘Cause I only bought a yard
And when it is gone, the loss of it
Will hit me very hard.
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