I have a confectionery project,
And I'm going to start it tonight -
As quiet as a mouse,
I'm building a house
Made entirely of Turkish Delight..
With delectable rose-tinted windows,
On a chocolate-dipped chaise longue I'll linger..
by a table top-sized block of perfumed deliciousness,
breaking off bits with my fingers...
It's become an abiding addiction
And I never can get quite enough:
My freezer is stocked
With humungous blocks
of the wonderful chocolatey stuff..
So I'll lay the foundations this evening,
If I don't eat it all with a spoon,
And my house will have stairs
Made of chocolate eclairs,
Reaching right up to the moon.
Then I'll curl myself up for the Winter
While the blizzards pile snow all about
In a rose-scented dream I'll be lost to the world
As I gradually eat my way out...
