MILK CHOCOLATE

With bitter sweet sorrow How I hate to say goodbye Your creaminess shall be missed You piece of milk chocolate bliss

A PLEASENT MEAL

A bit of butter, A little love, Massage it and make it tender, Cook it on the stove, Let it simmer, As the scent lingers above, Serve it hot as it shimmers, The juices fragrant and alive, Tantalizing our taste buds, For that first bite.