I’m hungry. My stomach is rumbling and I find this in my desk.
You damn Snickers bar. You look so tasty.
No matter your angle.
Or even on your backside you look good.
I imagine eating you whole, with your wrapping on.
BUT I WON’T.
You will sit on my desk and I will stare at you all day to remember that I am better than you.
You stupid Snickers Bar.