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Henry Lydo 12378 words
Lollipop Lowland Dreams
One day many a planting season ago, the emerald Ribbon Earth shook violently and shivered, when the great lemon orb of sugar sun syrup was struck by a hard-boiled atomic fireball, and lavishly dribbled down into the Milky Way, causing the marmalade sky above Lollipop Lowland to rain down Mrs. Butterworth’s heavenly drizzle. The slow moving river, Bon Bon, then commenced to increase in its flowing stream, since now it had more volume. The confection bunnies, the cupcake groundhogs, the gummy bears, the Licorice Heckets, and elderflower squirrels, all scampered about wildly throughout the forest valley of Lollipop, since an inexplicable near excitement saturated the luscious wisteria-soaked spring air.
High upon a butterscotch ledge overlooking Lollipop Lowland, stands a pleasant but quaint gingerbread cabin. This cabin is owned by a rather inflexible knick knack man named GI Joe. Now GI Joe had spent years serving in the army of King Jawbreaker. He performed well in his duties by causing the dear king’s enemies to shed rivers of cherry sweet and sour sauce, and assisting to incorporate many defeated Snicker kingdoms into King Jawbreaker’s delicious Smores realm. It was said where he earned many a Hundred Thousand Dollar Bar for his extraordinary deeds.
GI Joe was delightfully intelligent, and invested his entire career Payday Candy Bar collection into choice gameboard real estate, building holly houses and renting them out to different, but enticingly interesting characters. One of these characters is none other than Mr. Goodbar himself.
Mr. Goodbar in turn, since GI Joe lives outside of Lollipop Lowland, way up in Rhododendron Retreat, decides he would rent his home out at a glittering profit margin to the nectarous Venus of Urbino, who transforms it into a lolly house for the new madam guardians, Barbie Handler Schoop and Miss Betty Boop; who dutifully employs the Cinderella girls, while these sweaty spaghetti string girls silently pray to be rescued by none other than beautiful Glendita de Luna Gasstar, their good guardian fairy Godmother.
After Mr. Goodbar accumulated vast savings in couverture gold and thousand dollar wafer paper bills from his enterprise, he wisely decides it is time to do something different from his usual occupation of raking in wheatgrass, hunting cocoa-covered Cadbury Cream eggs and confectionary bunnies to fit inside Red Riding Hood’s line of hand woven maple wood strip and corn shuck Easter baskets.
So one champagne sunrise Mr. Goodbar commences walking down the butterscotch mountainside until he reaches the great lollipop forest. Soon he nears Mrs. Spenser’s narrow Olde Pepper Candy trail, paved in brand new skittles and stimulating kratom. He ambles along feeling cheery O, wrought with a sensation of newly discovered confidence in himself. He gleefully daydreams of frivoling fairy folk, with a Snow Cream princess surrounded in amongst them, imagining himself dancing upon cotton candy clouds above, complacently ignoring his surroundings while being absorbed into his own creative thoughts. Seemingly soon, he makes it to the Black Forest cake edge of Bon Bon river, at the confluence of gently moving Coffee Creek, where still stands the classical doric mansion farm estate of Lord John, and the mysterious reclusive virgin maid, Lady McDowel.