It lay there in the freezer like Walt Disney
Waiting for a cure or something warmer
And even though 12 months might seem a lifetime
I guess that it would quite prefer the former
A chocolate bar that's almost been forgotten
Laying on the shelf close to the back
Gone a little mouldy and disfigured
Developing some quite external cracks
Yet still for Chocoholics it is wasteful
To throw it in the waste and not regret it
So a quick defrost will make it all seem better
And teach you never ever to forget it
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