Dog bless mes blessures

Bring me candies,
Just crush my heart.
Those little white candies,
They will make me cry
And crawl
With cranberry eyes
And coloured socks
Giving up skies
And asking you why.
Let me rhyme in English.
It is so much easier.
So much better to be blessed
Than être blessée.
Really? Seriously?
I'd rather lick mes blessures
Than being stuck in the blessing.