Rapscallion - Queen Of Treats

Squashed flies in their Garibaldi graves
Just don't do it for me
Ginger Nuts, while they have their place
Just don't go with tea
Fox's Crunch, are only for the elite
Not the likes of you and me
Jammy rings, why they're tarts for the bees
I know you'll agree
All hail the Custard Cream
All hail the biscuit queen
All hail the Custard Cream
It's hard to imagine a finer delight
For me
Honorary mention to the bourbon
For it's surely top three
Nice are nice but it truth be told
They're just too coconutty
Lincoln, to bobbly
And Rich Tea go soggy
Malted Milk are for demons. For demons
Take what you will from the selection box
There's no competition
All hail the Custard Cream
All hail the biscuit queen
All hail the Custard Cream
It's hard to imagine a finer delight
Sweet vanilla lady
Melt on my tongue
The snap of your Shell
Makes me undone
All hail the Custard Cream
All hail the biscuit queen
All hail the Custard Cream
Now raise your hands to the sky and
Dance in difference to this delicious delicacy
All hail the Custard Cream
All hail the Custard Cream
All hail the Custard Cream
All hail the Custard Cream
It's hard to imagine a finer delight
For me

Written by:
Paul Gravett

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