Candy Cartographer

He drew a map to too many sweets..

Google Maps has changed the definition
Of the once revered cartography profession,
And every out of work map maker graphs
Rural nature trails and corn maze paths.

Instead of clowns and princesses, the thing
In my small town became for a while to bring
These surveyors to try to entertain
Elementary parties with a game.

“It’s exercise!” or so said the brochure
For one poor fellow going out the door
Returning sunburned after one lost hour
Of treasure hunting sweets, chocolate and sour.

The birthday boy found seven chocolate bars,
Recited like an ad for Hershey or Mars,
And had no room for any birthday cake
His mother labored oh so hard to make.

Afterwards, this rhyme she gave to me-
Never invite a cartographer to a birthday party.

Written for a daily contest:

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