The Chocolate
Whose Chocolate is that?
His owner is quite sad,
and probably also kind of mad,
I think his name is Brad.
The Chocolate is brown, sweet and deep,
Brad just promises to eat,
although he always falls asleep,
and ends up counting sheeps.
He rises form his bed,
with a lot of thoughts on his head,
he sees the Chocolate as a threat,
his neighbors thinks he is a crackhead.
Just like Chocolate, life is sweet,
sometimes bitter and deep,
but by the end of the day,
Chocolate is always a treat.
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