Poem: Baby’s Favourite.
Baby’s Favourite.
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“What should we have today for tea”
Said Mrs Cod to baby.
“What on earth’s the meal to be”
Said Mrs Cod to child.
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“I could not fancy mutton
And I never fancy jam,
There isn’t any mustard
So we really can’t have ham.”
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“Of all the meals we’ve ever had
There’s one that really lingers,
I know it’s favourite with you
That’s chips and peoples’ fingers.”
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