Memories are hungry and memories taste sweet.
Apprehension brought the smile while skipping through the street.
The pleasure palace windows shone and lit my eyes with joy.
For colours rich with treasured dreams would hold this little boy.
With gaping mouth and sloppy tongue and little red clenched hand
To venture forth through tinkly bell and make good my demand.
But what a place, so lost for words, but then it's not surprising.
With bags and jars and chocolate bars, all so hypnotizing
A booming voice, so bright, so sharp, "I haven't got all day.
Just decide on what you want and then be on your way"
But little boys can't rush to choose in such a wasteful manner.
You have to take your time, you see, when you've only got a tanner.
It takes a lot of thought and ponder to make that final pick
The optimum of sweets and chocs to leave you feeling sick.
Sixpence brought me such a lot of goodies way back then
A wonder I still have all my teeth.
I'd better check again.