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How it was when every thing was rationed/ MY ENTERY GIVE 100 |
EASTER DAY 1950. Hooray i's Eater Monday A bank holiday And I will roll my egg today I have boiled my egg good and hard Fried some French toast made with lard And painted my egg with a pretty face For a special treat granny has given me some dates Wrapped up my toast in empty bread wrapper My friends are at the garden gate Going on a picnic I cannot wait When the bells brought in the new year I missed your hug and down flowed a tear I missed the way you sang Auld Lang Syne I carried on my life without you dear. And wrote some poems about you on facebook So each day I could look I joined a friendship club don't worry its for ladies love. I continued to write on the internet Then boredom began to intercept Browsing the net at a glance And found WDC by chance Decided to have a go It helps me pass the time you know. 2015 is nearly gone 2016 is coming on will have a glass of bubbly dear And raise my glass to you my dear And down will flow another tear. |