Small Suzy Sugar
by Darla Branch

Small Suzy Sugar would eat nothing but sweets.

No hotdogs, no pickles, not even red beets.

No hot buttered popcorn, no pizza with cheese, Small Suzy Sugar said, “Sweets only, please.”

So one day Miss Sugar, her pack in her hand, set off on a trip to find a sweet land.

She journeyed across all the oceans and shores.

She rang all the doorbells and knocked on the doors.

But try as she might, Suzy found herself lost.

“I’ve got to find sweets,” she cried, “at all costs!”

Then out of the blue there appeared a great light,a light so bright that it whitened the night.

“Oh, my!” cried Suzy, “What’s happening to me?”

A voice said, “Just wait, just wait and you’ll see.”

And what should appear right before Suzy’s eyes?

A fairy, that’s what, it was quite a surprise.

A beautiful fairy with hair to her knees, and she said to small Suzy as sweet as you please.

“If it’s sweets that you want, then it’s sweets that you’ll see.

“You’ll have all that you wish when I count one, two, three.”

With a poof! bang! and whistle! Suzy’s wish had come true.

The spot where she stood was now totally new.

The orchards and gardens were covered in sweets with cookies and gumdrops, and all kinds of treats.

Each flower the flavor of strawberry cream.

Suzy thought to herself, “This must be a dream.”

The river was chocolate with caramel rocks and the peppermint grass stood as high as her socks.

Marshmallow mushrooms ringed a butterscotch hill and a marble fudge mountain gave Suzy a thrill.

It was covered with ice cream and topped with a cherry.

Well, it looked like a cherry or some kind of berry.

Suzy started to gobble to munch and to chew.

She ate all she saw and was covered with goo.

She ate and she ate till her tummy was tight, but she shouldn’t have eaten that very last bite.

Suzy moaned and she groaned, how her tummy did ache, as she sat herself down on a coconut cake.

“What a mess I am in!” Suzy cried, turning green.

“These sweets are too much and I want to be clean.”

Poor Suzy, her face was all gooey and sticky.

Her clothes were a mess and she felt really icky.

With tears streaming down her chocolate smeared face, she made a small wish to be out of this place.

With a bing! bang! and pop! She was carried away, back to the place where she wanted to stay.

And she said to the fairy with hair to her knees,

“I’m glad to be back where the trees are just trees.