It's a long tunnel to that secret treasure
It's a painful one at times
Yet a tasty one at others
Such a sweet sensation it creates
As you dig for that spoonful of delight
Ah... But you hide and cover
As childish remarks of disgust are cried
But they all know deep inside
That when the crowd has gone and its dark outside
They insert that finger into that nosy hole
And flick that irritating bugger into the cold