I've had my pick of the mix,
to find my sweetest sweet,
I tried so many sour ones,
before I found my treat.

Drumsticks and Refreshers made me sick,
Fizz-bombs, they were too fizzy,
no Sherbet-Dip, ever did the trick.
Affectionate confectionery,
is sending me dizzy,
which Love Heart do I pick?

As I searched for Quality,
on my Street of many Roses,
Black Magic, put a spell on me,
when I found my Milk-Tray lady.

I thought Cornetto give it to me,
to you I was your Magnum,
sweet sickly fancy free,
we somehow clicked together,
like a Sugar Plum and Fairy.

It seems our mutual mix,
is the pick of sweetest dreams,
together forever,
like Strawberries and Cream.

Now I've found my pick of the mix,

FINALLY !!!

my beauty, Tutti-frutti.
I'll be your walnut whip,
if you be my Jelly Baby.