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the happy holiday chocolate monster

THE HAPPY HOLIDAY CHOCOLATE MONSTER Her name was Maureen o Leary, she could not get out of the house, Her feeder was a man called Timmy, He was as quiet as a mouse, She had been bedridden for nearly three years now , It took her an hour to raise even a smile , Meal times were quite an achievement , And usually took quite a while, Breakfast was two packs of bacon , A loaf of bread and two dozen eggs , It was Timmy who did all the running , No wonder he had such short stumpy legs Lunchtime was three hours later, Normally six fish and eight bags of chips, Timmy would feed her so lovingly , Then kiss the grease of her fat hairy lips . Holidays were never an option Let’s be honest now where would they go, Timmy driving round in his camper van , Maureen on a trailer in tow, So their holidays consisted of chocolate, And they used quite a lot I can say , A van brought it round in the morning , Then she consumed it all through the day For a treat Tummy would bathe her in chocolate , Then lick it all off her skin, Paying particular attention To the pool that formed in her chin , This went on for some time till her heart gave up from the strain , They tried but they could not budge her , so she was melted and poured down the drain

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Date: 2/2/2018 4:02:00 PM
You are a great storyteller Brian..
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