Biscuits (in Old English verse)

Custard creams? I crush them in my fist!
I'm tired of Taxis so take them away!
Nibbling on NICE is not my thing
And Blue Ribands bore me these days.
(Surely some shortbread should show up soon
Or choc chip cookies to cheer up my gloom?)

But Bourbons by the barrelful are heavenly
And Tunnock's Teacakes, they totally rock.
Waft me a Wagon Wheel I beg you.
Please p-p-p-pick up some Penguins at the shop.
We'll fill the floor with fig rolls and dance
The broken biscuit ballet of romance.

B.R. 11/05/2012