(A moment of sure delight, only a brief moment but one to cheerish after a long hard day.)

Laying here with body pains from hard work and no play from this miserable day, I just have to say, this small cup of flavor I do savor, really turns me on deep in my soul to affect my deepest bad behavior. On into the last spoonful I think of how my tongue and flavor buds appreciate the chocolate thuds making me momentarily forget my body of pains, body of sprains, twisted refrains of wanting to escape this feeling that makes me want to take a nap, not a night cap, for i don't drink, but this aching pain makes me want to think about a tonic of relief, needless to say it's not in my belief, for I will not break the code that I made, when I said, never again will I pick up the bottle, for it's chocolate pudding on my trottle, like I said, a small moment of joy, a joy I do deploy, it's my momentary eatable toy, which turns me on, makes me wish I was born, for i think I'm going for round two, didn't you get the clue, so good, it really helps put me in a gracious mood. Chocolate pudding!