Who Am I?

Who am I?
I am a surprise
I don’t have eyes
I’m wrapped in plastic
I am fantastic
I could be red
But I’m not dead
I could be blue
Bluer than you
I could be pink
But I don’t think
Make up your mind
I’m not hard to find
You could me in a Milk Bar
Or eat me in the car
I do not walk
I do not talk
But most of all I don’t taste like pork
I am not shy
I do not cry
I will never let out a wimpy sigh
I find myself covered in spit
Then fall into a bottomless pit
Serena Williams likes my taste
But doesn’t like tomato paste
Do not be scared of me
All I want to be is free
I am very nice
I don’t taste like rice
You can’t cut me into a slice
I’m filled with sugar
But don’t think I’m a booger
Do not fear
I don’t taste like beer
But when I’m around everyone will cheer
People will stop
When they see me in the shop
You’ll buy me five times over
Like I’m a four leaf clover
People say I rock
But I don’t smell like a sock
You might say I’m food
But I’m never in a bad mood
I might ask Sam
Who I am
He might say “What?”
And tell me who I’m not.

By Chazz