Sugar

In resplendent glory
A drug not respiratory
Stirred into morning coffee
Or a lump or two in tea

Dusted onto strawberries
Before slathering them in cream
In a jug of lemonade
Sold along my street

Candy floss
Toffee
White mouse on a stick
To much sugar
Will surely make you sick 

Inspired by the #vsspoem twitter prompt

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