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