Ode to Candy

Sweetest treat.

O Candy, sweetest treat,
Thou most delicious vittle!
No steak or lobster meat
So tartly froths my spittle!

Without you would I die,
And verily I swear it!
My pancreas doth lie --
With medicine, I bear it.

Your garment, ever dapper,
Doth hint of what's inside,
But now, disrobe! For wrapper
'Twixt me and sweets reside,

Which will not do -- my glucose
Requires your confection,
And posthaste! For I've overdosed
My insulin correction!


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Written for: "PromptMaster !" 
Prompt: Write a love poem to a bad habit.