Willy’s Chocolate Factory

Sweet and sinister, Willy’s domain, where candy dreams turn into pain.

Chocolate rivers, secrets buried deep, stories that the sweet can't keep.

In a factory where the cocoa flows, Willy’s world begins and nobody knows.

Little orange men with green hair cheer, running the shop with a cheerful veneer.

But shadows whisper in the candy gloom, hiding gloom in the cupcake room.

Once a place of joy and play, now a nightmare dressed in sweet array.

Children come to taste the charm, but never leave without harm.

Willy’s hell house, haunted by the past, sweet lies that never last.

Chocolate tears and marshmallow screams, haunted by forbidden dreams.

In the land of sugar and deceit, innocence meets its defeat.

Five kids dared to enter, drawn by the lure, to Willy’s twisted candy lure.

One sucked up by a chute so slick, gone to the marshmallow’s tricks.

Blueberry squeezed ‘til it was gone, a sour fate to carry on.

A girl in the garbage, gone in a swirl, her father followed into the whirl.

A shrunken child trapped inside a screen, lost inside a television scene.

Bad children in a wicked game, paying for their sins in shame.

Ghosts of laughter, broken toys, haunted by their ploy.

Willy’s hell house, haunted by the past, sweet lies that never last.

Chocolate tears and marshmallow screams, haunted by forbidden dreams.

In the land of sugar and deceit, innocence meets its defeat.

One last child, took the crown, made the chocolate, earned the renown.

Spent his days in sweet decay, till the end of his days.

The factory rots, stories old, legends bitter, tales retold.

Now the factory stands forlorn, empty halls and stories torn.

A place where innocence was lost, at a sweet but deadly cost.

Willy's ghost, a darker hue, lurking in the candy blue.