Powder me with cravings so sweet,
nothing to smoke, just something to eat.
If I find the sought for tonic
I'll be one happy Chocoholic.
Addiction dragging me down the street,
searching desperately for chocolate treats.
The hidden wont take long to be found
with a rambunctious Chocoholic around.
So hide your sugar-sprinkled treats
and lock them away with many keys.
For when Chocoholics come around
they will clear out every candy in town.
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4 comments:
Hahaha, the best poem! :D Fell in love with it just by seeing the title! And when I read through the poem too, it was official that it was true love! <3 I'm loving these food-originated poems of yours! Keep 'em coming! :D
I'll try its just random gunk tho, my mind must be hungry as holy hell
Or, they're all metaphors...
Totally love this one, it's like me in a nutshell! :D
Well they ARE all metaphors but still.... all the food must mean something :P
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