Tired mother's plea
Oh mammy, what time is it now?
Where is Daddy?
At the Horse and Plough
Will he be home
When we have our tea?
Mum shook her head, that's unlikely
Will he be home
Before I go to bed?
I doubt it today, the tired mother said
Will he be home
In the cold light of day?
I hope not, I overhear my mother say
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