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Hear Ye! Hear YE!
Old Mother Hubbard
Old Mother Hubbard went to the cupboard,
To fetch her poor dog a bone.
But when she got there the cupboard was bare,
And so the poor dog had none.
New Mother Hubbard
She ‘dog and boned’ up an Amazon, enquired re a drone,
To deliver her biscuits, for she was alone.
She was in lockdown in a far off land,
Of home she would think as she made a last stand!
I’m stuck in Milan, Covid being the cause,
I must get more biscuits, there’s no time to pause!
My weight has expanded poor bitch that I am,
Bad news, and masks … oh I’m so not a fan,
I’ve worn holes in socks … as I pace up and down, … ‘tis worry, no biscuits and I can’t go to town!
But biscuits are comfort and more are in need,
Or the world ends tomorrow, please all, all take heed!
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