Poems About: CHOCOLATE
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337.An Eating Disorders Christmas Wish List from A to Z
artichoke of self-loathing
blizzard of Cherry Garcia
bouquet of broccoli ecoli
bungee cords of black licorice read more »Bob Genevro
338.I Prefer the Pound
I remembered being married.
Now I am happily divorced.
I don't recall wishing this bliss.
Or when I preferred pound cake, read more »Lawrence S. Pertillar
339.Spring Time 'n Chocolate
Have you noticed the subtle changes
Lately along the roadway?
Color is popping out now
A little more every single day read more »Marilyn Lott
340.Writing A Valentine Comp Poem
Many years ago, I wrote a Valentine poem (the year was 1992)
for a competition on the local radio.
The first one I wrote seemed to me OK,
and then my wife told me that it was too long. read more »David Harris
341.Candy Coated Dream
Such bitter sweetness falls within a candy coated dream
the place where hope extends beyond the sugar coated scheme
as we dance and dance, around the candy cane sticks
Prancing hand in hand, as we come to one we both lick read more »Nyrical Poet
342.My Chocolate Milk
'Chocolate Milk' is a nickname
I love when you call me hun read more »Eudora M.A.S.S.A.
My body and soul on fire read more »Danielle Beechum
Chocolate- I am smitten
You are there for me
When no one cares
Or no one dares read more »Ray Andrews
345.** My Neighbor, Less Than Two **
Like a miniature clown across the street
You can't help but love him-he's awfully sweet
It's hard to fault him, he's less than two
Full of chuckles and devilment, his name's Andrew read more »Ray Andrews
346.One Little Word is Thanks...!
A lively, lovely kindergarten class was in progress
When the teacher asked the little ones a question.
Now tell me dear little ones....
How would you react if Santa suddenly came now and gave you all a box of chocolates. read more »Samuel Rufus
347.On Valentine's Day
Some chocolates on Valentine,
and later on, a bit of wine.
A bunch of rare exotic flowers
to brighten up the evening hours. read more »Herbert Nehrlich
348.Poemhunter, Dropp in on Your Software, Fix the Bug!
Because my mother used to shout
“Dropp Dead! ” at us when she got mad
And I don’t want to make light of that pain, read more »Max Reif