Sticky Fingers

Sticky, stringy, sour yet still sweet

My favorite snack as a child

Even in the world of adulthood still can’t be beat

This yummy treat still has a way of producing a smile

Whether eating it alone or peeling pieces to share

Forever eager to dig in

These flavors, making me sway without a care

Blast and burst of strawberry, apple, a win

Where? How do I begin?

Grabbing packs from the corner store

Or walks to the neighborhood candy lady

Need my sour punch straws galore

The snack of all snacks, ain’t no turnin back

Surprised I don’t still eat them daily