At a hugely enjoyable wedding celebration I recently attended there was a well-stocked sweetie bar. I filled a bag (or two!) and enjoyed the second lot on the train northward. When I got home I had a few bits and pieces left, including a small tube of Love Hearts.
As I opened the pack, it split and spilt on my desk. This gave me an idea and I spent a wee while rearranging the sweets into a poem, using every single one and simply adding punctuation. Here it is:
Only you spoil me, only you hold me,
Kiss me – I’m shy; just me – I’m shy.
Keep cool my hero. I love you, ever yours.
I snapped a photo too, here is the poem in its original format, sans punctuation:
I think everyone should do this when they next have a pack! It was a different, if peculiar, exercise.