The warped aniseed
The Distorted Mint
Sterallizing my mouth
Bitter and Foul
My Cheeks, gagging for air
This Monstrous mint, clambered to my tongue
My Tastebuds, weapt in disgrace
The non-Existant taste, i wished really didnt exsist
For How could anyone eat, several dozens of these
My Mouth now replenished fully with water,
The Humbug, moved down my throat, i gulped
I was awaiting my doom,
My Body began to churn and turn….
This was the end of the fatal humbug
P.S. (I think they gave the Humbug its name, because itsa horrible word and so it reflects its taste)