Chocolate Poem by Akhtar Jawad

The golden apple wrote a love letter,
To eyes so deep and too dark brown,
A teen aged girl of silky brown hairs,
He thought in reply he will get a frown.

The letter was received by Cacao, her mother,
The lady lifted up her green old frills,
Recollected her past when she was nineteen,
Smiled on her sweet and sexy thrills!

Found a bit bitter her daughter's core,
Added sugar in it and a beauty she molded,
In a brown skirt she dressed her daughter,
In an appealing style a sex bomb was folded.

The maid traveled from the Torrid Zone,
Reached by air to the Temperate Zone,
To receive could not reach airport in time,
The maid unhappy went to Ice Cream Cone.

Any how I took back the angry princess,
Hiding from children was kissing the maid,
I heard the shouts, you naughty old child!
How terrific it was, grand children's raid!