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April 2, 2012
Suet pudding and Eccles cakes
Oh, what goodies Grandma makes.
No ready meals in the microwave,
Just wholesome food, for which we rave.
No boil in a bag, or defrost is needed,
We asked for apple pie- in fact, we pleaded!
Coming through the door the aroma is divine,
And there’s a pot of tea, but never any wine.
On Sundays she cooks beef or perhaps a leg of lamb.
In the week she makes pea soup with a hock of ham.
She’s plastered on the butter since I was at her knee,
How heart disease escapes her is a mystery to me!
It doesn’t seem to harm the generation she came from
Once a year she goes to Blackpool and strolls along the Prom.
Time to listen, she’s never in a mood,
It’s good at Grandma’s ‘cos she cooks real food.
Old fashioned values and home baked bread.
Followed by cocoa, taken up to bed.
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