When suckers suck suckers
The wrapper must come off
Because If it doesn’t
Can you guess who will cough
Gagging may be one thing
How many licks is another
And when tastes start changing
Something else lurks under cover
For a trick to be tricked
And teased and poked
Becomes a pleasure to be kicked
While swallowing and choked
When suckers suck suckers
eyes roll up in their head
Leaving color on their puckers
Not always bloodshot red
A sheer delight
to be on the receiving end
But even the careful do bite
their closest and dear friend