Ode To A Tim Tam For Ruth Walters - Poem by Danny Draper
Anticipation is its own reward
When satiated by so sweet a morsel,
So rare that something or someone is
Good and loved both inside and out.
Good things come in small packages
And also to those that wait,
It makes no demands
Just delivers happiness.
May be enjoyed alone
A guilty pleasure, or
The kiss of gluttony in denial
It judges not ones style.
Loves a cuppa for company
And company of others for cuppas,
Chilled or at room temperature
It’s perfect cuppa company.
Comes in a legion of 11
Its many children take more room,
Their company leave questions
Of myriad different tastes.
Our dear sweet steadfast friend
Staunch square shoulders
Malty those reliable bones and
Always in good taste.
True that soft smooth heart
Chocolate skin fingerprints in,
Tips to lips and fence of teeth
Safely impresses awaiting tongue.
Broken malt in chocolaty cream
Dry and slick and crumbs all smooth,
Triple chocolate layers all combine, and
Taste buds ecstasy to a zenith sublime.
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