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Yummy Scrummy Chocolate 🍫

Yummy Scrummy Chocolate 🍫

A little bit of what we fancy cannot do us any harm

Just like strolling out in the falling snow, whilst wrapping up warm

And swimming in the open sea as long as it is serenely calm

Everything is good for us that doesn’t cause alarm

So give yourself those treats in moderation

Of course, depending on your health..give diet some sensible consideration

But yummy, scrummy chocolate is in my opinion the nicest treat of all

The trouble is with me, personally I eat far too much, this is my downfall

I can loose myself whilst eating chocolate, in a sheer state of enthral

And when I run out of this tasty treat, then there is an awful appall

McVities Chocolate digestive biscuits are an absolute favourite of mine

I love dunking them in my cuppa, this is so especially divine

But it’s not like I smoke or drink alcoholic spirits or wine 

Haha just don’t disturb me if you catch me with my tasty treats, coz I will be amidst a heavenly cloud nine…

 

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Being Me

Chocolate is a delicious treat — just like your poem here x

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Jill Tait

Aww Thank you lovely 🍫❤️🍫

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