Fantasy fudge. A sweet love affair.
“Sounds intriguing”, declares my friend Claire.
Buy two jars so you have some to share.
I showed the website to make Claire aware,
But now she’s mad so you better beware.
They advertise shipping
But they don’t, so she’s flipping
To the Fluff guys she’s screaming “No fair!”
I don’t know what we can do to console her
Or how to keep her from going bipolar.
It seems we must crush
This lush sugar rush.
Stay away, we just can’t control her!
This stuff, Fluff, from America is rare.
But you long for fudge, so please don’t despair.
And so we must cheat
On this affair so sweet
with mini marshmallows as fluffy as air.