WHAT AM I?

I’m just a tiny wrapper coat,

Not meant for tongue or throat to note.

I hug a treat both small and sweet,

Then hit the trash once you’ve had your treat.

I keep it clean and tucked away,

Until you grab and start to play.

With gentle hands you peel me back,

My job is done just like that.

What am I?

I only work one simple shift,

Protecting one small gooey gift.

I block out dust and sneaky air,

And try to avoid strands of hair.

Then I get peeled with one quick snap,

My whole job ends in just one lap.

A single use, I’m made to go,

Once opened up, I’m history though.

What am I?

I’m quite the shield but not the snack,

I crinkle when you pull me back.

I never taste the treat inside,

I guard the flavor safe to hide.

I’m tossed away when chewing starts,

A tiny shield in silver parts.

I did my job, I kept it tight,

Now I’m discarded out of sight.

What am I?

I cannot cover pots or trays,

I tear too fast in kitchen ways.

Too small to stretch for any meal,

But perfect for one sugared deal.

A tiny suit for something sweet,

Designed to wrap a single treat.

You grab me quick, I do my part,

Then you unwrap and pull apart.

What am I?

(Chorus)

Congratulations, you guessed the game,

You followed clues and named the name.

Through every line, you stayed on track,

Now here’s the truth—no turning back.

It’s crinkly, shiny, small and snug,

A tiny coat your fingers tug.

You nailed it right, no need to guess—

It’s bubble gum wrap, you passed the test!