​You can hear the old freezer hum low in the night,
With its sugary treasures tucked out of the light.
But the Sisters have stolen a chocolatey prize,
To brew up a sour right under your eyes.
​We plunged in the fudge and we melted the shell,
With a swirl of vanilla to finish the spell.
Then we coated the rim in a cookie-crumb dust,
At a smooth five percent, it’s an absolute must.
​It’s rich and it’s creamy, a decadent brew,
Like a summertime treat that was handed to you.
It brings back the days when the streetlights came on,
So savor each drop 'til the magic is gone.
​So tip back your cup for a whimsical pour,
Till your sweet tooth is happy and asking for more.
Then lean in and whisper the Wyrd Sisters' riddle:
The best kept dark secret... is Dark in the Middle.