I remember the first day we met
Like a thief, you’ve stolen my heart!
Rescue me from this ghastly wet
You know, you had me from the start.
Whenever the sky cries her tears
And the world becomes shades of grey
I think of you to rid my fears
Your warm embrace brightens my day.
I love your chocolatey goodness
And the way you ooze down my throat
Your awesomeness is – well – madness
hidden inside your spongy coat.
So here’s to you my lava cake
Now go away – for my diets sake!
Charlie Ann Alford 
Wonderful Charlie, you do live the high life down there don’t you…coffee, lava cake, I look forward to further revelations about your diet tomorrow. Well done.
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Ha ha… thank you. Yes I too noticed the seemingly large quantites of food-related poetry I’ve been producing lately so have decided to shake things up a bit tomorrow… watch this space 🙂
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I shall.
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Oh goodness. I want One. *starts hunting down recipes*
Charlie, your words could sell lava cakes! Who makes them… Sadly. I think the first time I ever heard of a Lava Cake was on a Domino’s flyer…
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Lol.. it was indeed a Domino’s Lava Cake that inspired the poem! Thanks for commenting.
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I’ve found a Chocolate Pudding. That will have to do…. lol
Charlie, I am holding you solely responsible for the 10kgs I put on after consuming this..
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Ha ha… That’s okay.. I’ve acquired this natural transference to blame any weight gain onto Mother Nature… after all if she didn’t insist on raining so much I wouldn’t have needed the warm comfort of chocolate and being inspired to write about it 😉
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LOL – it rains six months of the year here – except it is not a cold rain, but a humid hot, cluggy rain.. tropical rain.
It was raining the last time I was in Melbourne. I cannot imagine being there all the time. I’m a bit of a cold weather sook!
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*races to the next post trying not to slip over on my own drool*
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