Baseball’s King of Sweets

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Even the mascots want a taste

He carries his bundles of spun sweets on a long wooden pole, so the fans could see, and the world could know, he comes with cotton candy

Those who are hungry, shout for his arrival Grannies wet their adult diapers, stoners get the munchies, and even the mascots want a taste

of the sugary colors that’s more than a game, better than a ground-rule double — its pink, purple, and blue and makes your dry mouth water

Kids tug on Daddy’s jersey Can’t you see him coming, Mommy? He’s moving down aisle three! Quick, give me a ten or a twenty I want one for my sister, too

The King of Sweets, the sugar of God, the lamb of all confectionary sends two treats down the row, and waits for the money to change hands, and the bags of mercy to reach their destination.

Here’s another funny one by Mark Tulin