Fuzziwig’s Candy Factory

Not to toot my own Chupa Chup but I know a thing or two about a thing or two when it comes to candy. I have the stomach flab to prove it.
After flipping unsuccessfully through one too many clothing racks, I made a detour around the dated, blue-​tiled, coin-​sucking mall fountain to treat myself to something sweet.
I’d never been into Fuzziwig’s but I always loved how nostalgic and Wonka-​esque the sign looked. I was excited. I went in, ripped a plastic bag off the roll and made my way down the wall of sugary bins.
What a disappointment. Half the bins were either empty or dangerously low. I even saw a few bins full of holiday-​themed candy. In February.
I didn’t want to be the ass who left with an empty bag so I scooped a handful of sour gummies (blue raspberry bottles, my favorite) into the bag, paid for them and left.
They were hard.

There were chance treats that I eyed
Turned on sweet tooth with desire
Wow, Atomic Fire Balls!
For the gush of spicy fire
Felt my belly tremble — need to munch
Scooped a few picks, I can’t wait
Chocolate cashews, that’s a must
Rich whole proteins coated right
Hey found Gummy O’s to chew — soft too
Bagged Sour Apples, green and white
K better stop here, these will do
Angry belly trembled — got the hunch!
Bought some yum snacks, I will taste
Reachin’ down to grab a bunch
This lush affair can’t wait
I can’t hold back, must quell the edge
(I can’t hold back)
The rush explodes inside my head
I can’t hold back, feels good no frown
Plus it’s too late to hold splurge now
3.75 stars