the down fall of the world

Lucifer could not have created so bad,
A thing that our friends the confectioners had.
I wouldn't have guessed that this cold snack could turn
My life into tatters and now I but yearn
For a life where I go, with my head held up high
Alone to a freezer, without screaming why
Have these women and men not yet paid the price
For making the evil that is the choc-ice.