Mr cadbury met ms Rowntree in a room on quality street.It was After eight so he turned out the light for a bit of Black magic.He slipped his hand in her Snickers and showed her his Curly wurly.Not keen to have any Jelly babys she let him take a trip up Bournville boulavard.She screamed with Turkish delight as he took out his Mars bar it felt a bit Crunchie and she wanted some Time out but he gave her a quick Twirl and had a Picnic in her Pink wafers.