porridge poem

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porridge poem  (  meop egdirrop  )





grain of the quakers, the crofters & me


tossers ( of cabers ) - the caledonii


winter is whipping a storm on the sea


sweeten with sugar, a splodge of honey


milk of the almond, the thistle or goat


warming december - the meal of the oat


bowls for the golden, a grizzly or three


breakfast for supper & porridge for tea


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