The Candy Ghost haunts the hill near the hidden tomb.
It weaves a blanket of licorice sticks upon a gostly loom.
Its eyes are made of lemon drops that glow yellow in the night.
Its chains are made of cinnamon sticks that sway from left to right.
Its bones are made of peanut brittle and its hair of bubblegum,
If you listen you won't hear words from its cotton candy toungue.
Its teeth are made of candy corn, pointed but not too sharp.
It is said that at night you can hear the beating of its taffy heart.
It can hear all noises with its divinity ears,
but of all things, it is children that it fears.
It will run and hide if you ever chance to meet.
Running as fast as it can in its white milk chocolate sheet.
Young Sasha, a little bear orphaned as a cub, finds new friendships as he struggles to realize his potential. But as he does so, danger awaits in the jaws of an evil wolf * the much feared * Rasputin. In his time of need, can Sasha overcome his fears
You could hand this out to kids in lieu of
candy -- good for you. Should be published.
Vicky