Cobbler Ditches

Candy bar no one
Quality is nothing
Cobbler ditches
Your elegant hearts

Lovely shapes
And you might know
Half away across the room

Everyone falls in
Probably to something
A continental breakfast
You're there at the start

Buns and crepes
That you might throw
All the way across the room

In casual terms
Eating the paper
Candy bar mars
Playing motor away

Candy bar knows
The highway to the stars

Candy by credit card