chocolate chip
playful n` cooky,
sweet as a cookie.
I tell the truth
You taste better than a Baby Ruth.
Unlike M n` M`s, you melt in my hands
opening gates to fairylands.
With my Nutty Buddy, we can go far,
sharing a Mars or a Hershey bar.
If this poem seems too sweet
have a glass of milk.
Read it, unwrap it and eat!
