The Fruit With No Soul, But a Lot of Love

Like a mummy, so full of preservatives

And its soul has been removed

But when it passes my lips

Mine has surely been soothed

This fruit so full of corn syrup and dye

Is full of happiness too

And after eating handfuls

I feel almost brand new

Maraschino cherry, Maraschino cherry

Oh, remember the day that you used to be a berry

Now we don't know what you are, though it's certainly not dairy

Delicious nonetheless, and your color so merry

You're my favorite thing to eat, when watching Little House on the Prairie

Some people laugh when they hear "Glass of cherries, hold the liquor"

Little did they know that all of us will bicker

Over each and everyone of those sweet glowing spheres

Sometimes causing the evening to end with someone in tears

Especially in the event of an ill equipped bar

(Who's stock should really include more than just one jar)

And in addition to the sugar snack, we all want a shot

To be the first to tie the cherry stem into a knot.