Mr Cadbury and Ms Rowntree met on a coach journey. It was After
Eight. She was from Quality Street; he was a Fisherman's Friend.
On the way they stopped at the Yorkie Bar, he had a Rum & Butter
and 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 the contrast of her Double Decker. Then he showed her his
Curly Wurly. Ms 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 came out his Fun Sized Mars Bar felt a bit Crunchie. She
wanted more but he decided to take Time Out. However, he noticed
her Pink Wafers looked very appetising...So he did a Twirl, had a
Picnic in her Sherbert and gave her a Gobstopper.
Unfortunately Mr Cadbury then had to go home to his wife,
Caramel.
Sadly, he was soon to discover he had the clap. It turns out Ms
Rowntree had been with All Sorts!