.3. Make Do Poem by David Threadgold
.3. Make Do
Bread and jam butties for breakfast
A nice stew and dumpling for lunch
For tea battered scallop potatoes
Fried crisp so they gave you a crunch
At supper we had what was going
Toast on a fork that kept slipping
Done on a roaring coal fire
Topped off with tasty pork dripping
No one could say that we suffered
Hard times for sure that was true
And should something ever get broken
We all learned to mend and make do
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
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4/26/2024 9:04:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A rambling riddle that was not - nice to see someone just content & happy with their lot. :)