The Pharaoh Rocher

 As I walked this morning with the smell of caramel lingering like the gentle mist of orange,

upon a Terry's all gold.

I went to see my confectioner for my Candy Bars and Smarties and he told me only sugar free

chocolate can be sold.

This I can't believe I said, I can't believe this trade is dead, you can not abandon tools like that,

your stainless bowls or silpat  mat.

Oh great father of the Hershey Bar ever since I was young I breast fed along with M&Ms Truffles'

and things that stained my tongue.

I lost some teeth to chewy treats, Lollipops and boiled sweets, acquired a taste of Nougat,

and some bonbons that are bittersweet.

And now you ask that I should watch no children's teeth to slowly rot, what kind of words

are these to hear from a chocolatier who the dentist fears....................

Now there seems no reason for me to carry on, in this land with no Woolworths for me

to buy Bonbons.

I'm lonely and it's quiet and the woke brigade is coming, so I think it's time to sling my hook

and cease my senseless moaning.

Soon I'll go to fairy dairyland where Toblerones are free, and Cadbury's Wispa Gold Bar

is only made for me.

Where a cascading fondue fountain is something to behold, and death to this old curmudgeon

comes,          with a vegan roll......................................