Chocolate, while not exactano
Is within a nano
Of being heavano.
There once was a man named Boclate
Who dreamed all night of eating chocolate
Under a willow.
That silly fellow,
By morning, he’d eaten his pillow.
Won’t be a zombie
They only like to eat brains
I love chocolate
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef
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