Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Poppie

The tab is pulled or cap unscrewed,
And soda pop beckons to me.
The fizzing sound as it is spewed,
Enticing foreplay ecstasy.
Gallons and gallons I imbibe,
In mouth, down throat to tummy flows.
Such sweetness I cannot describe.
It's fattening because it shows.
I should try a 12 step program,
A soda pop anonymous.
I need to deal with what I am.
I guess there are a bunch of us.

Since I've started, I cannot stop.
I'm addicted to soda pop.