where is the nut?

one word titles never tasted so good
so good the sugar makes you seize
minds travel back and forth across the pond
to gypsy rythems only seen not heard
and something is growing from your gut
what could it be unsure as it's head is seen
nothing
more
than
what
you
want
it
to
be
and boy this poem did suck
the jokes on you my friend