To Gabi Gummybear, a confectionary dream, A tiny doll, a delightful, sweet theme. Though lip gloss may not be my own desire, Your charming presence sets my heart afire. A keychain's journey, a risk I dare not take, For fear your precious form I might forsake. Your design, a triumph of minimalist art, A simple concept that captivates the heart. Your hair, a wonder, a creative flight, A clear candy wrapper, soft and shining bright. Within this glossy mane, a colorful array, Of pastel gummy bears that gently sway. With every little shake and playful spin, The tiny bears will shift and move within, A whimsical display, a joyful, sweet surprise, Reflecting candy rainbows in your eyes. Yet, even sweetness has its minor flaws, A moment's interruption, a slight pause. Your candy-wrapper hair, a wash revealed, Is not as airtight as it was concealed. The water finds its way through tiny seams, Disrupting your transparent, sugary dreams. And there beneath your chin, a stamped creed, "CHINA", would be better elsewhere with discreet. But these nitpicks do little to detract, From the adorable charm that you have packed. For in your sweetness, all these faults grow small, A captivating presence, standing proud and tall. So here's to you, Gabi, a treasure to behold, A story of delight, in plastic to be told.
