Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Some poetry

I've learned the real truth about the Kraft/Cadbury shenanigans.

It seems that Cadbury is actually run by a very eccentric genius named Willy Cadbury, who looks a lot like Gene Wilder. He wants to retire, so he held a contest involving golden tickets.

Kraft won the contest, but now Cadbury wants to pull out of the deal, because the Oompa-Loompas have warned him against the Kraft fellow, in a song that goes something like this.

Oompa-Loompa Dumpety daft

We won't work for this here guy Kraft.

Oompa-Loompa Doopety Doo

If you weren't crazy we'd clobber you.

What will we get will you listen now please?

Nothing but their Macaroni and Cheese.

Whose is the stock that we're going to swap?

It tastes no good without ... cream on top.

Oompa-Loompa Doopety Broom,

If you are wise you'll hide in your room.

Oompa-Loompa Dipedy Daft,

We'll have an ambush ready for Kraft.

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