My greatest love is chocolate.
I know it makes you fat.
But think of chocolates lovely taste,
I can put up with that.
I unwrap the silver paper,
Close my eyes and take a bite.
And savour chocolates lovely taste,
To my hearts delight.
It makes me feel all warm inside,
My sinful, little pleasure.
I think of chocolates lovely taste,
A thought I'll always treasure.
Couldn't agree more! I have a theory that guilt adds calories (you know, those daft wee things we're meant to care about) , so just relax and enjoy. I'll take fat and happy over skinny and miserable any day. Hugs Anna xxx
Oh boy do I agree with this one! Chocolate is my weakness! Great poem. sincerely, Mary
I can't echo your regard for Chocklit, it would make me feel rather Burkish. Unlike your, 'To my hearts delight', my delight must be Turkish! Like it Lizzy. Danny.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As a fellow Brit and chocoholic, I can completely relate to this! Drat! Now I have to go and eat some! Peace Aisha