When your lolly slides off its stick
you pang for just one more lick.
But when you see it on the sand,

How difficult to understand!
How it makes the heart feel sick!
The dentist might have been pleased but not
The child in me who never forgot
What happened at Brighton that day
When my joy was frightened away

For, when I bent down to pick it up,
a crab got there before me.
And as it saw my hand approach
it nipped that too, cor blimey!