A truly sour world,
needing a strong sugar swirl.
At times not enough sweet,
to sugar coat complete.
Out on a sugar search,
some treat in God's church.

Bitter waters flowing,
in a sugar boat rowing,
trying to get going.
Even in a sugar boat,
it's very hard to stay afloat.
Staying afloat is a must,
bitter water sweeten lust.

Lust in finding gold,
force a big mine unfold,
sugar location so told.
Sugar rush all direction,
never enough perfection.
Like a dog after a bone,
we attempt a sugar throne,
to live a sweet life,
before gone.

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