Chocolate Less Poem by Ima Ryma

The world is running out of it.
Exactly why is not yet known.
Is climate change the mean culprit?
Less and less of it's getting grown.
There may have to be rationing,
And haves will money out haves not,
Could turn into a zombie thing,
That being without it has brought.
A hoarder of it I'll become.
The shrinks have said that I am sick.
Life without it is worrisome.
Hello, I'm a chocoholic.

I hear this news and scream loud, 'What! '
Must have my fix of chocolate.