Oh the chocolatey goodness
dark, sweet, and secretive
melting over the puffy,
gooey, hot hot marshmallow
and closed in by a crunch,
that which holds it all together.
Oh, messy wonderfulness!
Oh, unbound glory!
All over my hands and face
and embracing my toungue
kissing my insides with its oozing deliciousness.
Can you make one that is just marshmallows
I love the concept you used in this poem Anna
Shoot, now I'm hungry. But please don't think me shallow because I want a marsh-mallow. chuckles
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Sorry about that comment I just pressed submit without finishing it. Can you make a marshmallow one just marshmallow not s'mores