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 a 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 Gob Stopper. Unfortunately Mr Cadbury then
had to go home to his wife, Caramel.
Sadly, he was soon to discover he had caught V.D.
It turns out Ms Rowntree had been with All Sorts.