A Quiet Place
Hush a moment, haad your gobs,
Quiet in the battle-ground:
Let the twitter-feeding yobs
Hear the pin drop, stripped of sound –
Keep the noise down, tip the wink,
Kit Kat body parts are pink.
Close your ears, avert your lips,
No noise in the screenings, please:
Let the stealthy battleships
Sail in silence on the seas –
Cradles set to gentle rocking,
Kit Kat parts are pink and shocking.
Soft-shoe through the moral maze,
Keep the bomb-doors soft, discreet:
When you reach the loading bays,
Make sure all have slippered feet –
Keep the action tip-toe, pit-pat,
Do not crunch the pinko Kit Kat.
Cat-like, cross the terra firma
To delete the names and numbers:
Never even risk a murmur
While the idiot monster slumbers –
Let your fingers, sleek and dapper,
Stroke the new pink Kit Kat wrapper.
Click here for the BBC story on the snackers
Click here for the Guardian story about the Kit Kats
