4 May 2012
Biscuits, I think, Are a lot like love. They're tasty and sweet, They're a gift from above!
Not everyone has one, It's a real tragedy, That there aren't more lovely biscuits Being dunked in your tea
One day you'll find Your Biscuit of Love, All smashed into crumbs, With a thick coat of fluff
Do you gather the pieces And head for the bin? Or do you munch those sweet crumbs And taste true love again?
Biscuits • Opuss № I