A sonnet in honour of chocolate
A shout-out to Elizabeth Barrett-Browning, too. HI, ELIZABETH!
Anyway, sonnet and chocolate nearly rhyme, so it makes sense to put them together.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love you when you're cast in bunny shape
or in a simple slab from Sainsburays
or from the fridge, or melted, or in cake.
I love a Minstrel cool upon my palm.
I love a Cadburys button on my tongue.
I find it hard to stop - you have such charm -
before I know it, I've had twenty-one.
I love you whether white or Swiss or Belgian.
I want you to myself. I do not share.
I'll eat you 'til my little belly's bulging
and I can barely get up from my chair.
Oh, chocolate! I'll love you 'til I die
(though when I do, you'll be the reason why).
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