.5. I Like Grub Poem by David Threadgold

This morning for my breakfast
I had lots of wholesome grains
A glass of fresh squeezed orange juice
And tablet’s for my pains

By ten o’clock I’m starving
To the bakers for a roll
The bacon fat ran down my chin
The rest just filled a hole

At lunchtime to the chippy
Two fish and lots of chips
I ate all but the paper
Licking grease from off my lips

For break we had some cream buns
We all sat supping tea
Sugared do-nuts and custard slice
Plus another one for me

At teatime we had curry
Onion bahjies and a cuppa
But I must cut down on breakfasts
If I want to have more supper


© 2008 David Threadgold
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