Chew chew chew, a Poem!!!
chew it, keep on,
despite the muscles
sore and aching,
a day of eating
gummies, constant,
a contest,
and I'm winning.
the goal sits right in front
on the table, a thousand pieces
in each bag, and three bags each,
before sundown.
a challenge, I knew it'd be
it'd be hard, it'd be fun,
but I did not consider
the chewy factor.
my calculations,
off by millions of chews,
and now as the clock winds down,
I must pull all of my power, my skills,
together for this insant, to overcome,
to defeat, and instill in myself the
pride of the ultimate gummy eater.