Tripe and onions
What a treat
One old man said
Can’t be beat
Brawn in jelly
Lumps of fat
Bits of meat
He liked that
Large pig’s chaps
Golden roast
More thick fat
He liked the most
Many told him
Diets wrong
But at ninety eight
He’d lasted long
© 2008 David Threadgold
Rambling Riddles & Rhymes
Todays children would never eat what was eaten years ago, we used to have dripping sandwiches with lots of salt and never put weight on but we had more exercise I think, good poem David, 10 Lynda xx
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Another delightful poem! For some, all the fat in the world won't kill 'em! I love a brown roast with crispy fat all around. Num num! Love your poem too, David. '10! ' from me as well. Warm Wishes, Marilyn