God surely invented chocolate,
Must have been on the eighth day.
It wasn’t Eve tempted Adam,
It was chocolate made him stray.
Before I’d give up chocolate,
My passion and heart’s desire,
I’d strip down to my underwear
And walk through brimstone and fire.
So if a thug waved his gun at me,
Said, “Your chocolate or you die!”
I’d kick him where it really hurts,
Then offer him chocolate cream pie.
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