Mr Cadbury met Mrs Rowntree in a room on Quality Street, it was After 8. He turned out the light for a bit of Black Magic. He slipped his hand into her Snickers and showed her his Curly Wurly. Not keen to have any Jelly Babies, she let him have her up Bourneville boulevard. She screamed with Turkish Delight as he took out his Fun Sized Mars Bar. It felt a bit Crunchie and she wanted some Time Out but he did a Twirl and came in a very Milky Way.
