Dunking One's Biscuit

DUNKING ONE'S BISCUIT . . . Dunking one’s biscuit is more than a flippin’ skilled art When getting it to one’s mouth without it falling apart Timing is all-important here it needs to be not too soft As you lift it from the teacup over to your mouth cross Get it right and the winning mouth - gets to takes it all Get it wrong and the losing biscuit - takes a flippin’ fall Don’t even think of knocking your granny over this one The lady is an aged old expert - she’ll never be outdone Grandpa is far more laid back as he only does it for fun As all the missed soggy biscuits down his hairy chin run Uncle Sac is getting the hang of it over his learned years Aunt Lea doesn’t partake as she always ends up in tears Rex the dog is always quite happy if you make a mistake He sees all this coming - happy to stand by you and wait No need for tissues as he is quite happy to lick your face No hope of keeping one’s dignity as you are losing grace Oft an afternoon was spent with this skilled art we tried With the miss tries making us all laugh so till we all cried Ah yes - dunking one’s biscuit is more than a flippin’ art It takes a scientific skill or like my dear old granny smart Who spent many a younger year learning this clever art So if you are well past caring please don’t give up heart It is all about the fun of trying and the laughter it brings And it really makes your day if it’s your biscuit that wins Indiana Shaw . . .