Monday, 23 July 2007

boyhood memories

When I was just a little boy my mother used to bake
Her weekly bread and muffins and sometimes a fruit cake
My playmates used to form a line and sit along the gutter
Sometimes waiting an hour or more for a muffin each with butter
Midweek sometimes she’d cook rib stew with peas and carrots too
She’d have it cooking half a day to boil the marrow through
She said it’s full of nourishment you’l all grow big like me I
Looked and said nowt at the time she was only five foot three

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