Peppermint Problem Poem
By Barry Mitchell
This is my peppermint problem.

I must confess to a broken mess.
When I went east . . . my feet went west.

What happened next was a slip and a flip.
With a giant thud . . . I landed upon my hip.

It was simply too late for goodness sake.
My cane did suffer . . . a horrible fate.

But then the sound of a snap and a tap,
Brought an end . . . to my sugary rap.

It’s the candy treat that can’t be beat,
When the cane and curve are made complete.
Peppermint problem no more.

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