Aspartame Poem by Cui Gya

Licking the honey pot to grow up
You have not yet thought about which one of the sweet you have been obsessed with
The ball under your belly has already begun to drain the sugar
Years or more decades
Like a black hole engulfing a galaxy
In addition to itching,
Your body begins to have various physiological collapses
Even if it is getting worse
On the verge of death
You finally get it from the second-hand human science information
That aspartame is prone to cancer
This is so bad for you
But it targeted a lot of poor people
They are the same as you
They have all run wild on the road of consumerism
With continuous addiction
Too sweet to die