Chocolate, Wonderful Chocolate
Dark, milk, and white are on the list of many and it’s a lot.
There was a dark chocolate on Monday
A milk chocolate with white chocolate on Tuesday
and a milk chocolate on Wednesday.
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Then there was frozen hot chocolate on Thursday
on Friday we had a small fudge Sundae
We had some chocolate fudge brownies today.
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The brownies were made by my grandson this Saturday.
The grandson is visiting until Sunday.
His parents are celebrating their anniversary on this day.
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They like chocolate too and I can see them spend
a few meals eating chocolate this weekend.
Grandson plans to gain 17 pounds to end
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his basketball season
because of all the sweets he has eaten on
his weekend with his grandparents Denise and John.
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Time to stop talking about chocolate
I think I’ve said too much, really a lot
I’m not sure I have enough, I should've bought
much more for Sir Lancelot.
Or should I said the chocolate
monster, Paxton Whoeatsalot!
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First published by Mercury Press on medium.com
About the Creator
Denise E Lindquist
I am married with 7 children, 27 grands, and 12 great-grandchildren. I am a culture consultant part-time. I write A Poem a Day in February for 8 years now. I wrote 4 - 50,000 word stories in NaNoWriMo. I write on Vocal/Medium weekly.
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Now I want chocolateeeeee! 😍😍😍 Loved your poem!
I love chocolate