Candy Cane Stains

In the land of candy corn dreams
Where clouds are made of
Marshmallow creams,
The rain is made from candy canes.
And peppermint puddles
Cause flowers to stain
A blushing bright pink,
With a streak, running white.
Oh how sweet
And what a delight
Where a cloudburst
Connects the plight of the rain
To the minty fresh tulips
That burst in a train
Of perfect profusion
And stunning sweet glare
Kissing the land
With a charming affair!