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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, 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 Tic Tacs. Miss Rowntree wasn't keen to have any more Jelly Babies, so she let him
take a trip down Bourneville Boulevard . 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, he needed Time Out, however, he noticed her pink Wafers
looked very appetizing. He did a Twirl, had a Picnic in her Sherbet Fountain and finished off by giving her a Gob Stopper! Unfortunately, Mr Cadbury
then had to go home to his wife, Caramel. Sadly he was soon to discover he had VD. It turned out Miss Rowntree had been with All Sorts!
A prisoner of war is a man who tries to kill you and fails, and then asks you not to kill him."
- Sir Winston S. Churchill, 1952
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