Disco biscuit (An address to a disco biscuit)

Resplendent, you bonbon, a dove there engraved,
For years I renounced all the love that you gave,
I bumped your fine goosebumps; now allow me to rave
About your traits.
You help me to dance to the new trance new wave,
And hug my mates.

And lo, the surprises, you eagerly share -
Like visions of gold chains and green spiky hair -
Just bolster this temper of life without care.
The things you did
To train my dull brain to think like Baudelaire,
For just two quid.