You Have a Friend in Chocolate

A party was in order

the last Lamaze class now complete,

so they gathered in a restaurant;

men to drink, the women eat.

Everything was chocolate

covered pancakes, bacon too

salad dressed in semi-sweet

crispy rice granola chew.

Meanwhile on the other side

weary men sat at the bar

commiserating moodiness

and if they’d gone too far.

By the time the night was over

neither side could move a lick,

women were crashed from sugar’s high

drunken men bowled over sick.

So if you ever wonder why

chocolate stays women’s best friend;

unconditional is their love

satisfaction ‘til the end.

@laurie kolp

*Prompt inspiration

Poets United: The Thursday Think Tank # 50~ Chocolate