Gold Chocolate Coins
Gold chocolate coins,
In a net sack at the store.
Oh, what they would hold.
It was chewable money.
Worth nothing in the bank.
But who would it's monetary value rank?
It was chocolate money.
But was it chocolate or money?
And how many dollars were they worth?
I couldn't figure all this out.
Then one day,
While chewing away.
That the ultimate chocolate taste,
Was worth all the money,
However much value you attached to it.
My chocolate coins were worth,
Ohhhhhh, one quadrillion dollars.
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