That moment When you go to the fridge In search of the remaining chocolate That you don't remember Or conveniently forgot That you had wolfed it all down The previous night The wrapping of which Is nowhere in sight I'd bought a big chocolate bar Only two days hence My thinking That seemed to make sense That it would last me longer Hahahahahahahahahahaheeee There was me Thinking age Would fill me with wisdom In the same way As turning the sublime To the ridiculous That bird had already flown It's ironic really Or really ironic As when i get A small chocolate bar It seems to last longer?