Candy Crush Sonnet

Probably not really a sonnet, but a poem about the addictive candy crush game.

Glittering and grinding into a fine dust,

Bright as gems, compulsive as cocaine;

Fingers caress the touchscreen; lust

For bonus power-ups, feel my pain

At level thirty-five; I cannot match three,

My mind is racing, they are all spinning,

I will never be free,

I am not winning.

They sparkle and tease

With their sugar and grease;

Pleasing animation hiding sinister addiction,

Worming deep into my mind,

Quite a sad affliction,

A cure I cannot find.

The End

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