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LAST REMAINING CHOCOLATE

 
We open a big tin of chocolates as we do this time of year
Something at the back of my mind though fills with me with fear
When we have had our fill and can't eat anymore 
One chocolate will remain I know that for sure 

The last remaining chocolate will stay in the tin
Secretly hoping not to end up in a waste bin
Which one will remain is a mystery to me 
In this poem you are about to find out and see

It's not the coffee cream or the strawberry surprise
All the toffees are gone I'm telling you no lies
The lemon ones soon went a popular flavour 
Melt in the mouth and a taste to savour 

The last remaining chocolate was the coconut delight
Will remain there I know until next Christmas night

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Audrey youde

Ohh no i love the coconut ones , in my home its always the coffee ones left im sorry to say 

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Djangos Daughter

It's always the round toffee ones in the yellow wrappers that end their lives in the tin at mine! Great write expressing the life of our chocolate friends.

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Katina Woodruff...

 
Well written. Great rhyme scheme. 

Favorite part: 

It's not the coffee cream or the strawberry surprise
All the toffees are gone I'm telling you no lies
The lemon ones soon went a popular flavour 
Melt in the mouth and a taste to savour 

The descriptions used were outstanding! 
The last stanza hit home for me, I rated it: 5 stars. 
Now, I want some chocolate. 

Happy Holidays from Newark, Ohio
 
 

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