Biscuits

What‘s better than a biscuit? Hard to debunk Treasure trunk funk Should you let It get wetter Would you dare risk it? The trick a quick dunk Or could flunk..flick..kerplunk.. Mushy chunk sunk..messy junk Slushy slunk..in the tea you drunk So at your leisure Pleasure one’s self Don’t regret your stealth Forget your health Wealth beset on the shelf So feeling restive? Yearn for a digestive? Appealing…suggestive No shock..dark choc What else will cut the mustard With a brew…for a few bob Recurring theme..does seem Will always dream About a custard cream Almost sob…as I Lob A hob-nob in me gob Ta pour more cha In fine fettle Be a slob Turn on the kettle Bickies in the jar On the sofa settle Sins within tins Spurn concern Ignore the racket As Hats do doff Knew from the off On a roll The sole goal Quaff another cuppa Down your cake hole Scoff the whole packet!