When I was just a mere innocent child

Back in the sixties that were swinging

My father would send me on a mission

Chocolate was what I would be bringing

Not just any old boring chocolate bar

This was very special and what a treat

Created in honour of the mighty Alps

A work of art by the Swiss how neat

Mountainous almond infused peaks

Tall and proud waiting to be devoured

If I had been good and well behaved

Triangles on me would be showered

The years how they have flown

My father’s time has been and gone

From a boy to a man I have grown

Occasionally I indulge and remember

My daddy loved Toblerone