February 10

Oh hot chocolate, shut the front door

Your suffocating sweetness leaves me gasping for more

I like coming home to you when I've had a big day

I like how you listen when I have something to say

What is the secret to your magic, the beat that makes you tick

Whatever it is I know I need to get some in me quick

Grab a glass and down it before it is too late

The water must boil, hot chocolate, for now I must wait