Eak - Corncrush Jam
‘Eak - corncrush jam again for tea,’ he said,
And pulled a face of utter dread.
‘You know I’d rather have a dozen things.
‘No other teatime foodstuff brings
‘Me down - and I don’t even want a gram
‘Of yucky, nasty corncrush jam.’
Eak - corncrush jam - Jack Marcus Horne
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2011
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