I postulate ocelots
as proselytes for chocolate:
they’d get word out on the dot;
they’re easy to spot.
And I’d tell a parable
or something comparable,
with a nugget of caramel
to be retold a lot.
Earth brown exterior:
clearly superior;
heavenly interior,
delicious and gold.
Here comes Sir Lancelot,
riding his ocelot.
Yeah, sure, it costs a lot,
but aren’t you sold?...
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