The chocolate box

When faced with chocolate undecided
From the box I must choose unguided
Is that the one with nuts, the crunchy or the hard
The coffee cream, the fondant or one with lard
Should I wait as others leave me with less to pick
Or shall I stuff my face until I’m sick

The milk, the white, the dark or plain
The centre’s the issue its all such a pain
Someone stole the menu guide
I’ve no idea, what’s inside
Is that one nice or is it not?
I don’t want to pick the one thats filled with snot

Oh I don’t know what to do
The wrong one would put me in a stew
A pickle, a mess a big pink dress
I hate decisions
Don’t you?