The people of Chocolateville,
Wanted a lovely new Church,
For an exciting new design,
They started to search.
They held a competition,
To find a new concept,
But every submitted idea,
The committee did reject.
At last the town settled,
On a gingerbread chapel,
Sir Chocolate took the opportunity,
With different recipes to dabble.
It was a huge undertaking,
To get the project off the ground,
And lots of enthusiastic helpers,
Needed to be found.
Sir Chocolate and Lady Sweet,
Helped to make the dough,
And added the ingredients,
In the correct ratio.
The gingerbread was delicious,
With a slightly citrus taste,
Little off-cuts left over,
Did not go to waste.
The family of giant gobstoppers,
Had fun rolling it out,
The baby cookie monster,
Cut out pieces with his snout.
For this job his nose was perfect,
With its flat and saw-like edge,
And when he had finished,
He cut each window ledge.
The window ledges were chocolate,
And tasted very yummy,
But you mustn’t eat too many,
Or you’ll get a sore tummy.
The friendly little dragon,
With much artistry and finesse,
Helpfully baked each piece,
With a blast of his fiery breath.
There were a few accidents,
Some pieces had to be remade,
When a bit of over-baking,
Made them too dark a shade.
Sir Chocolate melted boiled sweets,
In a great big metal pot,
Pouring the mixture into window holes,
While it was still very hot.
The windows looked fantastic,
With a stained glass effect,
Which the villagers all thought,
Made their church look perfect.
Now everything was ready,
It was time to get it built,
The roof was the most difficult,
As it attached at a tilt.
The family of trolls,
Came down from their mountain cave,
And offered to erect the walls,
Which was really very brave.
Extra-long liquorish whips,
Were used in place of rope,
They were strong enough to hold each slab,
Which gave the builders hope.
With much huffing and puffing,
The trolls heaved them into place,
And used some big toffee struts,
The outside walls to brace.
The children from the village,
Arrived with royal icing in pails,
When used to cement gingerbread,
It really never fails.
The children swarmed up the walls,
And applied the icing really thickly,
With their great enthusiasm,
They were finished really quickly.
The icing was soon hard and set,
The Church was quite complete,
With chocolate log seats,
And caramel benches for your feet.
The fruit drop fairies came to visit,
And brought a chocolate bunny,
As a gift for the children,
Who fed him milk and honey.
He would live in the garden,
And play with the sugar dough mice,
And entertain the children,
Which they thought was really nice.
By Robbie and Michael Cheadle
This poem is posted for Jude Clutch’s Saturday Symphony poetry challenge. You can join in here: https://wordeologist.wordpress.com/2020/09/14/the-saturday-symphony-10/