BABBA HOW COULD YOU

BABBA HOW COULD YOU

Once, when I thought nobody was watching, I sneaked off into the kitchen.

Getting close to the pantry door I looked around but couldn't stop twitching.

The packet was on the middle shelf in conversation only with me.

Irresistible like all chocolate produced by Mister Cadbury.

I didn't hear her follow, her look summed me up as one of those gluttons.

Tears flowed from her eyes as she said, "Babba how could you, those are my Buttons."