Whether straight, or with milk
It is of the magical ilk
Especially deep and dark
It all seems to spark
Something different in each
We all want to reach
For the taste, the treasure
It’s sublime without measure.
Unless you’re allergic
That would be tragic
You would miss the magic
And comfort of cocoa
Or coffee with mocha
What a disgrace
To miss the happy face
All messy and sweet
From a chocolate treat.
Certainly would be
No fait accompli.

I love it too!
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My favorite ilk, Cheryl! 😉 xoxoM
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