George BernardBloodyShaw

Rookie (One day at the beginning of my life / England is my country)

My Little Dumplin' - Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

l'm a thing called a dumplin,
not much of a thing
to boast about
but after l've bean beat
to be pastry
l'm very very tasty.
l don't mince
tho' we go
together well.
My best friend
is Ginger
a bit of a whinger,
stinks of garlic
gets on my wick,
but we're still together
specially for dinner
as we get on grate
well, fire actually
to light our desire
and get back to mince.
now, eversince
l know l'm pasty
but very very tasty
l'm not Charlotte Ramplin
l'm a pretty dumplin..

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  • (12/5/2009 11:24:00 AM)

    .....and yes, you're very very tasty....but a dumpling? I don't think so, Mr GBBS. A stick insect maybe.......

    Love you anyway.

    Fran xxxx
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 5, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, March 4, 2010

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