The greatest flavor on this earth,
and every pound gained is fully
worth,this scrumptious flavor on
my tongue, even if the scales end
up sprung!
Whether its candy bars or cakes, or
the cherry brownies my mother makes.
I could roll around in the stuff,
though getting in my clothes may be
a little tough.
Eating cake icing from the bowl, and
gnawing on a tootsie roll.Peanut butter
cups, and raisinettes, I'll be there, on
this you can bet!
Chocolate what ecstasy, is the food of
choice for me.I could eat it night and
day, and anywhere else along the way.
Plain and ordinary, though all the other
flavors they carry.I simply crave this
one, and honestly I'm never done.
I've heard its just a female thing, but
"Oh my", the joy it does bring.I don't
know about the gender, I just love to
make my shakes in the blender.
I shutter to think how it would be, without
chocolate around me.I'd probably lose all
control, if not for my candy bowl!
Not at all ashamed to say, I live for it
everyday.Though I may sound like I've lost
my mind, chocolate I will always find.
Valentines Day and Easter too, when there's
chocolates placed out to view.You have to
wait behind me in each line, while I pay
for all of mine.
Ice cream stirred up in my bowl, the scoops
I don't like, when they are whole.I have to
act just like a child, and mixed it like I
have gone wild.
Creamy chocolate, nothing can compare, and
don't look for me to share.This flavor you
see, completely obsesses me!
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