And that's the place it happened.
Right here at the pick n mix
His head in the trough of gummy bears
Left hand Maoam
Right hand jelly snakes
Arse in the dolly mixture
Left foot Bonbons
Right foot just missed the sugar almonds.
Every 16th May we commerate
His death with fudge and bourbon
Even though no part of him hit the fudge
And there was no alcohol,
What with it being mainly for kids
Obese kids with wobbly bellies
No longer cute.
Quietly despicable.
Every day that day rolls around in May
I eat fudge
Drink bourbon.
Pretend to need the bathroom
Then sick it up.
It's how I met the wife.