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Sixpence
Our Christmas dinner was served, With traditional veggies and meat, It’s a roast with the usual crackle, Plus gravy to make it complete. And then it is time for the sweets, It’s a pudding with personal pride From a recipe of our grandmother, With money that’s hidden inside. Now each and all hope and they pray, The pudding that’s put on their plate, Will be blessed with a monetary gain, In the pudding that’s meant to be ate. There’s picking and prodding the pudding, Through custard the searchers persist, But for one of the kids at the table, A sixpence has duly been missed. There’s panic and tears from the error, For the sixpence that slid down his throat, But young Barry is wisely assured, That the loss of his coin is remote. The family all gathered together, When our Barry was called to the ‘loo’, For now it is time for the sixpence, To hopefully come into view. With a ladle, a knife and a fork, The search was a family affair, In a delicate operative fashion, To see if the sixpence was there. And there in the light glow of the ‘loo’, We noticed the head of the queen, With the tongs now the sixpence is back, Although it is a little unclean. Now the sixpence is safe in a drawer, Back settled from our Christmas cheer, But here is the pertinent question… I wonder who gets it next year?
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