You never see adverts for lard on TV
I asked myself how could this be?
Lard, I know, is not a substance sublime
But still proved vital during the wartime
Now it seems lard is out of fashion
Since the scrapping of the ration
And now we are obsessed with all things 'low fat'
That seems to be the end of that
How about sponsoring a lard revival
After all it helped survival
During the dark days of World War Two
Without it there might have been no 'you'
So abandon silly phrases and no longer utter
That you still cant believe it's not butter
Instead lets play our high-fat trump card
'One of your five a day - a pound of lard! '
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