Nutella, my love.

My dear
Dear Nutella love,
It's your sweet aroma that wavers above.
Thy pigments of deep brown,
Make the sound of music jealous!
So thick, so rich
Tongues linger to catch a drip.
Why, let us run off mon cher!
To Venice, we go!
Where I can serenade to your heart's content
And watch suns rise or tumble,
Licking the chocolate covered spoon
Before my stomach is to rumble.
What's that my dear? Speak up, don't mumble!
You say that there are bigger jars of Nutella in Italy?
Well....
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Hahaha this is amazing! It
Hahaha this is amazing! It sounds so Shakespeare-like...and I absolutely LOVE the ending. Well done!
Mmm... Nutella... (Homer
Mmm... Nutella... (Homer Simpson drooly face)
I have a jar in my
I have a jar in my dresser..
Mmmmmm...