Death By Chocolate
It has been two long days
And no chocolate in sight.
I was craving it bad
And there wasn't a bite.
I had looked in the cupboards,
I had looked in the fridge.
If I didn't have it soon
It would be a big binge.
Madly I drove
Today to the store
To pick up some
Chocolate, and a little bit more.
Running the isles
To fill up my list,
I can't forget isle six
Or the chocolate I'll miss.
On my way home the
Chocolate I eye,
I must have a piece
Or I think I will die.
One hand on the wheel
And one on the bar,
I struggle to open it
While driving the car.
My attention is elsewhere
And not on the street.
I must have this concoction,
I must have this sweet.
I swerve the car
To just miss another
I've realized now
That I must recover.
I really don't want my
Epitaph to read,
"Death by Chocolate,
She just had the need".
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