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
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.
Poets United: The Thursday Think Tank # 50~ Chocolate
Clever approach to the prompt. I like the picture too; but I don't know if chocolate is woman's best friend or worst enemy. LOL.
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