Chocolate Patrol

Chocolate Patrol

Searched my bag looking for keys,

Couldn't believe what I did see.

Chocolate smeared windows, sticky door,

Tons of wrappers covered the floor.

Music blaring from my favourite band,

Shiny sweet foils clutched in his hand.

Burping and slurping whilst he ran,

Guzzling the contents of my cola can.

As I screamed for help, only to see,

Laces of drool from my Christmas tree.

Thought for a moment I was going insane,

For there he was, eating a candy cane.

I reached for a pan to whack him with,

He gurgled at me, "Are you Mrs Smith?

Please leave this house until we are done,

Eating your chocolate and having fun.

Greedy little humans seek too many sweets,

Found the wrappers tucked under your seats.

Searched the house, not one healthy snack,

Broke the rules, so we're taking them back.

Now let's fill our bellies until we are fat,

Trashing the house and chasing the cat.

She must learn, we're the chocolate trolls,

By eating her sweets, we take control.

Too much chocolate is bad for your teeth,

Taught you a lesson and had a feast.

So don't start a'screaming, losing control,

We've been sent from the chocolate patrol".

Chewed up jellies spat on the wall,

Saliva filled shoes lined the hall.

Stared in shock at what I could see,

Another came in and looked at me.

Warted face and a fat squidgy nose,

Stick- like teeth with black hairy toes.

Short green trousers filled with treats,

Stuffing his face with all he could eat.

Tugged my skirt, held out his hand,

"Come with me for you don't understand".

Opened the door, then shoved me out,

Clapped his hands and began to shout.

"Way hey hey, we're the chocolate trolls,

Living underground in big chocolate holes".

11 Stanza's 296 Words 42 Lines