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I think a good gift for the president would be a chocolate revolver. And since he's so busy, you'd probably have to run up to him and hand it to him.

Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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Chocolate Is A Food Group

I love chocolate.
So should you.
Milk chocolate,
Dark chocolate.
It's good for you, too.

Chocolate cake,
Chocolate candy,
Chocolate pie.
Take away my chocolate
And I might die.

White chocolate,
Hot chocolate,
Even chocolate soup...
Any chocolate lover knows
Chocolate is a food group.

poem by Rich Reitz
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I Love Chocolate

I love chocolate, oh yes I do.
Eating chocolate is a must too.
I love chocolate, how about you?
They say dark chocolate is now good for you too.
I would eat chocolate while watching Mr. Magoo.
I would eat chocolate instead of dodo.
I like a good chocolate candy bar.
I would even eat chocolate from a jar.
I want to eat chocolate all day long.
Eating too much chocolate may be wrong.
They need to write about chocolate in a song.
Some people eat chocolate just to belong.
I would even eat chocolate in my Froot Loops
I would even eat chocolate with a big group.

poem by Nichole Kaci McKnight
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Chocolate Milk, Chocolate Syrup, Chocolate Cup

chocolate milk, chocolate syrup, chocolate cup
when im putting in chocolate syrup i put too much
i wish i had a chocolate pup in a chocolate cup
in a chocolate world!

but that would be alot to eat
for just one little girl!

if chocolate was a talent
Id be the chocolate master!
chocolate storms and tornadoes are natural chocolate disasters!

there would be chocolate houses and chocolate apartments and chocolate hotels for rent!
People eating chocolate all day without paying a single cent!
All their money would be in chocolate banks w chocolate robbers
Chocolate dinners like chocolate spaghetti and chocolate covered lobsters!

Chocolate chocolate chocolate BOOO!
(and no vanilla)
Drew

poem by Drew Bailey Golden
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Revolver

His spit is worth more than her work
Pass tha purse to the pugilists
Hes a prizefighter
He bought rings and he owns kin
And now hes swingin
And now hes the champion
Hey revolver, dont mothers make
Good fathers ?
Revolver
A spotless domain
Hides festering hopes shes certain thres more
Pictures of fields without fences
Her body numbs as he approaches the door
Hey revolver, dont mothers make
Good fathers ?
Revolver

song performed by by Rage Against The Machine
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Chocolate Day

when chocolate day come
on every 9th February
i remember, how she refuted
my chocolate gift
though she always passed all her sweets
sitting side by me, as a good boy i used to take
was it my ignorance or plain heartiness
but i truly say, i had no intention
except to share chocolate sitting by me
but i took an oath
not to offer any chocolate
especially to heart breaker
as known to the world wide
i experienced
the earth sliding from my feet
at her one rebuke

poem by Ramesh Rai
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Thats When I Reach For My Revolver

Once I had my heroes
Once I had my dreams
But all of that is changed now
The truth begins again
The truth is not that comfortable, no
Mother taught us patience
The virtues of restraint
Father taught us boundaries
The knowledge we must go
Im trying to protect my unity
Thats when I reach for my revolver
Thats when it all gets blown away
Thats when I reach for my revolver
The spirit passes by this way
A friend of mine once told me
His one and only aim
To build a giant castle
And in it sign his name
Sign it with complete community
Thats when I reach for my revolver
Thats when it all gets blown away
Thats when I reach for my revolver
The spirit passes by this way
Now that the sky is empty
And that is nothing new
Instead they look upon us
When they tell me
That were nothing
I say!
Thats when I reach for my revolver
Thats when it all gets blown away
Thats when I reach for my revolver
The spirit passes by this way
Thats when I reach for my revolver
Thats when it all gets blown away
Thats when I reach for my revolver
The spirit passes by this way

song performed by by Moby
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Chocolate!

Chocolates, Chocolates, Chocolates,
Milk- chocolate, Mint-chocolate and semi-sweet,
Yummy dark chocolate is such a treat.
Chocolate yoghurt, sauce and chips,
And the chocolate dips,
One can have lot of sips.
Some are hard, some are smooth,
But at times give you saw-tooth,
Chocolate-shake, Hot chocolate are some drinks,
Which makes you wink.
Chocolate to express your love,
Which makes you feel above,
Chocolate to say sorry,
And then no worry.
So is chocolate healthy?
Or is just a mystery?
Or is chocolate a delight?
But, chocolates are just so right.

poem by Anju Addanki
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You Put Your Chocolate In My Peanut Butter!

Hey you, you have too much hair and we dont like what you wear
And you have really bad breath so were gonna beat you to death
Because there is plenty of us and only one of you weve got plenty
Of reasons and heres just a few you put your chocolate in my
Peanut butter I was walking and you were in my way you looked
At me without my permission you never even apologized you put
Your chocolate in my peanut butter thats good enough reason for
Me to bash you put your chocolate in my peanut butter thats good
Enough reason for me to smash no justice / theres just us / so trust us
You put your chocolate in my peanut butter you put your chocolate in
My peanut butter you put your chocolate in my peanut butter you put
Your chocolate in my peanut butter

song performed by by NOFX
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Chocolate is Good for the Heart

Chocolate will never judge you.
Chocolate goes great with any occasion.
It is always there for you no matter the situation.
It is something you can count on to help solve your difficult problems.
Chocolate can help mend a broken heart.
Chocolate is good for the mind, body, and soul.

poem by Monica Stelly
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Busy

I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the old woman needs help
to find her way home.

I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the dove is too slow
to fly out of the way.

I am busy
you are busy
we are busy
but the children crossing the street
are too many.

I am busy
you are busy
we are busy....

I am busy
you are busy
we are...
busy.

poem by Marites C. Cayetano
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Over With A Revolver

It's already over.
Revolver in hand so steady.
Oh my god I'm so ready.
All I can see a bulls eye right above your head.
Trust me when I say your dead.
Snuff out before you even know what's going on.
An absence of all emotion.

Closure too so many traumatic events.
From the mountain into the great valley is the descent.
The weight is so heavy.
Yet I'm still dragging it.
Sooner or latter we all have let it go.
And this time it is all I know.

Such devotion has been through such a roller coaster ride.
An ocean tells me secrets of making a disposal.
Time to get rid of the time when you made your proposal.
An identity I must hide.
Let smoke and mirrors reflect the biggest lie.
An illusion within the eyes.

It's already over.
It's already over.
Oh my god it's already over.
Revolver in hand so steady.
Oh my god I'm so ready.
All I can see a bulls eye right above your head.
Trust me when I say your dead.
Snuff out before you even know what's going on.
An absence of all emotion.

I blame no one.
I blame everyone.
A fault can not be defined by a single event.
An preposterous idea that it was something that you could prevent.
The poison was already in my system.
It spoke in demon tongues.
A evil energy already breathing among the living.
My heart was already gone.

The tears will never fall again.
A mother is cradling a already forgotten grave.
The death to the foolish moth willing to enter flame.
A forsaken child of god is one that does not know he has sinned.
A sentence of unknown hurt and pain.
An experience of the insane.
He sits upon the killing fields with bloody hands.
For him this is no game and it will have no easy ending.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A Chocolate Teapot

I wanted a chocolate tea-pot
As a gift for a good friend’s birth-day
But I did feel a bit of a clot
Searching for this on e-Bay

I found a chocolate giraffe
And a chocolate kangaroo
But they wouldn’t give her the laugh
That a chocolate teapot would do

I decided to make one myself
And bought a huge Galaxy slab
Very bad for the general health
But for my plan was perfectly fab

I fashioned it into a pot
Melting it using some heat
Using kettle and water so hot
It really was quite a feat

This teapot I have to confess
Had lumps for handle and spout
And although I got in a mess
Was happy the way it turned out

My friend sent a note in blue ink
“My teapot is fab, may I say....
It wasn’t as useless as most people think
I scoffed the lot in one day! ”

poem by Victoria George
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My choclate

My sweet chocolate which I own it sudden
I am scared that it might be finished soon
Because its taste is pretty secreted on

You are so delicious which gives happiness to my soul
Rather than me, even other people are said so
They keep on telling that you are so sweet of all

I will take good care of you my chocolate
Because you are the one as sweet as honey more
You are the best from the stuffs created on

A lot of are trying to eat my chocolate
And some are asking to let them know your taste
But how it can be? Let they don’t think of it
I am really sorry for them but I am the owner of my chocolate! ! !

My sweet chocolate!

poem by Luwi Habte
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