“OH HENRY!” she cried in pleasant consumptive delight,
Nougat, nuts, and chocolate, surely only the mandible could put up a fight?
From an infernal machine it must have been shat,
Only those devil possessed could willfully ingest a KitKat!
Mixing board complete in between connecting all the dots,
In Carmen Cruz’s mind mr.BIG brings nothing but tasty thoughts?
A crunchie masterpiece, when dropped it will surely shatter,
Onomatopeia relief is to be thankful it does not splatter!
Upon presentation one asks, “What is one to do?”
“Is such a thing wood filler?” no, it’s the CHARLESTON CHEW!
Pintsize in nature while a step-down from awesome,
How could one go wrong with a sweet Cherry Blossom?
Aged in dangling, what could behold the shorted Scrott?
Some say he is a square, or has the TOBLERONE he got?
Stuck in a horrid nightmare the Crispy Crunch did so appear,
Where to one’s eye surely it brought more than just a single tear!
In search of a treasure the BOUNTY was in the taking,
Palm trees and coconuts, a paradise in the making!
In liquid form assuredly it would not be served via golden chalice,
Touché, en riposte, 3 Musketeers, a mediocre malice!
William’s Tell of deviancy was an AerO to deliver,
Where at the sight the recipient’s plight was none other than to quiver!
Far from a picnic in so choosing on a passing hunch,
Nowhere near fulfilling is a bland CUBAN LUNCH!
In sturdy mortise & tenon the carpenter’s narrow chisel did no longer work,
So on a passing fancy Karen K did seek out the BIG TURK?
Although crowned and enrobed SKOR is not a dirty word,
It is certainly much more tasteful than that bitch King Charles the Third!
Who does so choose RUM & BUTTER to cross one’s sensory organ?
Would time not be more well spent imbibing Captain Morgan?
Too many visits to the coffee bar is what led Tyler into so much trouble?
Hyperglycaemia dictates COFFEE CRISP no longer a double-double!
At first sound such a confectionary comes across as that of being Germanic,
To those invested dentally a WUNDERBAR brings about much unneeded panic?
In Adonis sculpting those yams and gams hoping to reach the stars,
Lynch’s Mister Universe technique relies heavily on trips to Mars?
Betwixt desperation and invigoration attained by sugary fix,
Who has but not been content in snarfing the duplicate Twix?
Substitutive coverings dictate beggars can indeed be pickers,
Byron James would admit that at his own humour even he surely SNICKERS!
Illusory in weight-class ranking though packing a tasty barrage,
The question must be, would Mr. Fox stumble towards a Mirage?
The aftertaste which El Jeffe speaks is surely left to linger,
But who would dare besmirch their buds with a horrid Butterfinger?
Coming from down-under, following the motion of the ocean,
The thought of Lydia Dairy Milk-ing it seems a tasteful notion!
CFOX – Like chlamydia and herpes, it is “World Famous!”