Chocoholic Poem by Carolyn Ford Witt

CHOCOHOLIC


I am a Chocoholic...
And this season is disaster.
I must get down upon my knees
And pray unto the Master.

For families bring in Tons
Of delicious Chocolate goodies
Not thinking about the many pounds
That it puts on Nurses Booties.

They are impossible to ignore
A never ending supply,
For even if we hide them
They will surely catch our eye.

Temptation, Get behind me,
You'll ever hear me say
And that is where you'll find it
At the end of every Holiday!

OH, my!


Author: Carolyn Ford Witt


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