I can’t remember when I first became aware
A feeling deep within that I just could not ignore
It triggers a desire that feels so unconventional
A need to manifest entire vats of maple syrup
My home is filled with all these jars, I’m a valued customer
The grocery store knows me by name
The neighbors think I am Canadian
When in truth I just want to drink in peace
Now what I see
Reflecting in the mirror
Just a normal guy to the exterior world
But ever since then
That one exciting moment
I’ve been reduced to a…
I have become the one
I am the incarnated syrup abuser
My only goal is to consume this amber gold
My father warned me
When I first felt this compulsion
He shared with me his precious private stock
The richest amber I’ve ever laid my eyes on
With a flavor so intense I’ve never let it go