Posted by Sheila on .
Does this poem make sense?
This is my weakness I must confess
The smell of chocolate is so sweet
It is so good and a wonderful delight
My one and only friend late at night
Here to satisfy all my needs and wants
Without I don’t know what I would do
Chocolate is my one true pleasure
It is my very own little treasure.
Absolutely! It makes me want to go get the chocolate kisses I have on the coffee table!