Mr Cadbury and Miss Rowntree met on a
Double Decker, it was After Eight.
She was from Quality Street; he was a
Fisherman's Friend.
On the way they stopped at a Yorkie Bar,
he had a Rum and Butter, she had a Wine
Gum.
He asked her name, 'Polo, I'm the one
with the hole' she said.
'I'm the one with the nuts,' he thought!
Then he touched her Milky Way.
They checked in to a hotel, and went
straight to the bedroom. Mr Cadbury
turned out the light for a bit of Black
Magic.
It wasn't long before he slipped his
hand into her Snickers and felt her
Cream Egg.
He fondled her Flap Jacks then he showed
her his Curly Wurly and Miss Rowntree
shaked her Tic Tacs for him.
Miss Rowntree wasn't keen to have any
Jelly Babies, so she let him take a trip
down Bourneville Boulevard via her Party
Ring.
He was pleased as he always fancied a
bit of Fudge. It was a magic moment as
she let out a scream of Turkish Delight.
When he pulled out, his fun size Mars
Bar felt a bit Crunchie.
She wanted more, but he needed a Time
Out, however, he noticed her Pink Wafers
looked very appetizing. He did a Twirl,
had a Picnic in her Sherbet Dip and
finished off by giving her a Gob
Stopper!
Unfortunately, Mr Cadbury then had to go
home to his wife, Caramel.
Sadly, 3 days later his Magnum lolly
started to drip. It turned out Miss
Rowntree had been with Bertie Basset who
had Allsorts
