The Chocolate
There is a kind of chocolate,Not for sale?
But for you to unveil
How it becomes your favorite.
Neither does it melt
When you taste it;
But if you are willing
To feel how mellow it is,
The chocolate - O sweet chocolate!
Will someday melt in your
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Like a garrulous river
Dancing toward the ocean's embrace.
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