Shoe By The Door

Shoe By The Door (aka: Oh Toblerone!)

Oh Toblerone! Oh Toblerone!
Thy chocolate so triangular.
Oh Toblerone! Oh Toblerone!
Thy chocolate so triangular.
They're triangles of chocolate bliss
They're triangles oh so Swiss
Oh Toblerone! Oh Toblerone!
Thy chocolate so triangular.
Oh Toblerone! Oh Toblerone!
Thy chocolate so triangular.

Oh Toblerone! Oh Toblerone!
You fill my shoe so greatly.
Oh Toblerone! Oh Toblerone!
You fill my shoe so greatly.
I wake up on St. Nicholas Day
And to my shoe you've found your way
Oh Toblerone! Oh Toblerone!
You fill my shoe so greatly.

Oh Toblerone! Oh Toblerone!
My shoe is now quite empty.
Oh Toblerone! Oh Toblerone!
My shoe is now quite empty.
I ate each pyramid and enjoyed.
But now my diet's quite destroyed.
Oh Toblerone! Oh Toblerone!
My shoe is now quite empty.


The above is a poem (er..ah...hymn...carol...song) in honor of all those years I got a Toblerone bar in my shoe left at my bedroom door on St. Nicholas Day eve. That's tonight by the way (hint hint honey!)