Candy Store

I wish I owned a candy store
So if the grown-up that I hired
Refused to give me nuts and stuff,
I’d shout and tell him he was fired.

If my big sister came to shop
With a nickel and a penny
When she asked to buy some candy,
I would say, “I haven’t any”.

I would hire Fat Sam the bully
Who always takes my lunch away.
I’d make him mop from dawn to dusk
And twice as long on Saturday.

But if the little red haired girl
Came to buy a choc’late bunny,
She’d get the best one that I had
And I wouldn’t take her money.