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Daddy promised to treat,
Only if I didn’t leave any beet.

Mummy kept it high up on the shelf,
So that I couldn’t take it by myself.

The teacher announced it as a prize,
Only if my grades gave her a surprise.

The kindest of all, was granddad,
Who, would incessantly gratify my fad.

The treasure of every sweet-tooth is the chocolate,
Whoever made it must be really very very great.

It has many different species,
Like shakes, cones, sticks, scoops, and lollies.

The dentist would recommend it the best,
Because that’s how his business would crest.


Chocolate sparks battles,
Friendships, it rattles,
But in the end, it breaks into two, and settles.

Sometimes, it’s bad for the tummy,
Yet it fills in for a chummy,
Alas! It is so yummy,
Let me have some more, mummy!

The éclair is sticky,
The dairy-milk is tasty,
Five-star is rich,
Perk doesn’t have any glitch.

The diabetic has it in privy,
The naughty kid has it bravely,
The elder sibling snatches it,
The younger, fights for a bit.

A little girl there, hides one in her doll-house,
It’s not safe, lest her brother takes it, like a mouse.

The chocolate dresses up smartly on a cake,
For a nice celebration, did someone bake.

Aunts and uncles bring them from abroad,
You know?
That’s why they are welcomed with applaud.

Along with roses they go, as a sweet messenger of love, 
And, unfailingly, put a smile, just as into the mouth they shove.

The chocolate is very delicious,
Whoever has it cannot be very malicious.
In a limit, it is nutritious,
But beyond that, it might make you anxious.

Whoever has a frown, give them the chocolate,
And watch their faces bloom, and,
capture it before it is too late……

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