July 17. Your addiction

Jelly snakes wound together in a colourful weave. Frogs piggy-backing in a scarlet tumble. Plump marshmallows, as soft as clouds, wearing velvet coats. Fruit jubes huddling together, sugary crusts scratching together. The sweet, sweet substance of addiction. Should a Jelly Baby approach the front door, seeking solace (or perhaps looking for its parents), it wouldn't be long before its knees started to shake and its bottom lip wobble. Decapitation would soon occur, followed by amputation, then grinding into its syrupy demise.