Boy in the Sweetshop

The boy in the sweet shop.

There was a young boy in the sweet shop.
He looked at the chocolates and sweets.
He wished he could try just a sample.
And chew all the sweets he could eat.

For hours he stood by the window.
Dreaming how nice they would taste.
Then out of the shop came his father.
Said “hey boy, what is your game?”

The boy said “dad I was dreaming.
Of how those Smarties would taste.
One by one I would eat them.
And I swear not one I would waste.”

His father said “son I was your age.
When I ate all the sweets I could buy.
Till one day my teeth began rotting.
To the dentist I had to arrive.”

He looked at his old man's gnashers.
Top set he held in his hand.
The bottom set they were just partials.
In a glass at night they would stand.

“So, son” said the father expecting.
The lesson his son surely learned.
“What do you say to those sweeties?”
The boy thought for a minute then said....
“OK, I'll have a Mars bar instead.”