Nos. A vers igazából nem teljesen az enyém (bár az első hm... két versszakot egyedül írtam), mivel egy iskolai angolversenyre készült, és a csapatommal összedolgoztunk :) Csak azért rakom fel, mert én imádom :D

Minden jog fenntartva! (de régen le akartam már írni ezt XD)

Chocolate Life

The boy about whom we will talk
Lived near the city it’s just a little walk.
He resided in a brown house
Which had an unusual cream-coloured roof
Four windows, two doors and a little mouse.
The boy’s cat was killed but we have no proof
That the nice white stuff was the cause
Of the sad event happened this month.

By the way don’t care about it,
We have a better topic like chocolate
Because the boy we’ve mentioned already
Is Chocolate Joe, the head of a company.
He was working all day and night
But didn’t have anybody to love.
After his cat’s death he was all alone,
He went even to the candy shop on his own.

On a sunny day when he was there,
Looking for a bar of dark chocolate,
He saw a hand reaching for the last piece of it,
He looked up angrily, ready to yell.
But the thief was a wonderful girl
And he fell in love with the beauty at once
’Cause she was the best, a white chocolate one.
So he was speachless, staring at her.

Nine months later a milk chocolate baby was born
And of course, their house was a chocolate home.

Now you know that chocolate is a part of your life…

Can be dark or white as snow
Can be filled with cacao
Can be sweet or even bitter
Only taste can tell you whether
Eating it will be a challenge
Or a bit of joy in package
Taste it, munch it, eat it
Gubble and devour each bit
But as you swallow do not forget:
What you’re so delighted at
What fills you with sweetness and surprise
Is but the sinful joy of paradise.

2009. április 1.
created by RMG 10.c English Team