When I was a kid at the movies
With
money to purchase a snack,
I
wouldn’t buy popcorn or bonbons
Or
Bonomo’s taffy to crack.
My
favorites were strange, I admit it
And
ones that I’d never now buy.
The
first, root beer barrels, were tasty
And
gave me a soda-like high.
The
other was Chuckle-like chewies
But
all of one flavor, in green,
Called
spearmint leaves, dusted with sugar
And
part of my movie routine.
They’re
both still around (Yes, I Googled)
But
neither’s retained its appeal
Though
back then, as a kid at the theater,
They
brought joy during many a reel.
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