Monsters Feet

In childhood days of laughter and play, Pickled Onion Monster Munch held sway. A packet of crisps, bursting with zest, Each crunch a memory, forever blessed.

With flavors bold, and shapes so grand, In tiny monsters, memories expand. Each bite a journey, to nostalgic lands, Where joy and innocence forever stands.

Oh, Pickled Onion Monster Munch, divine delight, A snack that filled each childhood night. From corner shops to lunchbox treats, Your presence made life oh so sweet.

Now, in reminiscence, we savour that original taste, Of Pickled Onion Monster Munch embraced. A childhood favourite, forever cherished, In memories sweet, you'll never perish.

So here's to the crisps of yesteryear, Pickled Onion Monster Munch, so dear. A packet of joy, in each savoury crunch, Forever treasured, in memories bunch.