porridge poem


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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