Children used to milk the cows, and then
churn it, to make butter, to put it on
their homemade biscuit?
.
Yes, they were pioneers, and then off
to school, they went, after all, of their
chores were met.
-2011-
Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose – MEinRhyme-And Everything Else I've Written In Given Time
04 Sep 2021 Leave a comment
in To Change The Words To Clear-That Much Nagging Fear Tags: Biscuit, Childhood, Chores, Churn butter, History, Homemade, Milk cows, News, Poetry, Rhyme, School, To Change The Words To Clear-That Much Nagging Fear, Whatever
Children used to milk the cows, and then
churn it, to make butter, to put it on
their homemade biscuit?
.
Yes, they were pioneers, and then off
to school, they went, after all, of their
chores were met.
-2011-
01 Sep 2021 Leave a comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Bad feelings, Biscuit, Brown Bag, Children, Drenched, Inferior, Learn, Lunch, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Memories, MMGOTL, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Mother, Old man, Past, School, Stepmother, Syrup
There was a boy who walked to school-
Like the rest, of the children, to learn the golden rule.
.
And, the one thing that he remembered most was
what he would get-
Everyday, for lunch, his stepmother fixed him a
syrup drenched biscuit.
.
She could have made him something else, with
a bit, of variety-
But, when he opened his lunch sack, the same
old same is all that he would see.
.
He looked at the other children’s lunches, and
they looked so much more tasty-
Not anything elaborate, but, it was so obvious to see.
.
Had his real mother been alive, time might have been
spent-
Making his lunch, with something different.
.
Throughout his life, he tried to phase the bad
feelings out-
But, as he got older, they took their own in and out route.
.
There was a boy, who walked to school-
Like the rest of the children, to learn the golden rule.
-2013-
01 Apr 2021 1 Comment
in A Child's Time-In Simple Rhyme Tags: A Child's Time-In Simple Rhyme, Basket, Biscuit, Childhood, Decorated, Easter morning, Family, News, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme
On Easter morning we not only want a biscuit-
But also a huge basket, with decorations that do not quit.
-2014-
20 Mar 2021 1 Comment
in To Change The Words To Clear-That Much Nagging Fear Tags: Biscuit, Childhood, Chores, Churn butter, History, Homemade, Milk cows, News, Poetry, Rhyme, School, To Change The Words To Clear-That Much Nagging Fear, Whatever
Children used to milk the cows, and then
churn it, to make butter, to put it on
their homemade biscuit?
.
Yes, they were pioneers, and then off
to school, they went, after all, of their
chores were met.
-2011-
29 Mar 2015 Leave a comment
in A Child's Time-In Simple Rhyme Tags: A Child's Time-In Simple Rhyme, Basket, Biscuit, Childhood, Decorated, Easter morning, Family, News, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme
On Easter morning we not only want a biscuit-
But also a huge basket, with decorations that do not quit.
-2014-
10 Oct 2014 Leave a comment
in To Change The Words To Clear-That Much Nagging Fear Tags: Biscuit, Childhood, Chores, Churn butter, History, Homemade, Milk cows, News, Poetry, Rhyme, School, To Change The Words To Clear-That Much Nagging Fear, Whatever
Children used to milk the cows, and then
churn it, to make butter, to put it on
their homemade biscuit?
.
Yes, they were pioneers, and then off
to school, they went, after all, of their
chores were met.
-2011-
05 May 2014 Leave a comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times (2014) Tags: 1880, Biscuit, Cakes, Childhood, Competition, Crowds, Dorset, History, Knob throwing, News, Poetry, Rhyme, Rise
1. Cakes.
2. Cupcakes.
3. Knob throwing.
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The huge crowd was
all set-
For the competition, in
Dorset.
02 Feb 2013 1 Comment
in Modern Mother Goose-On The Loose Tags: Bad feelings, Biscuit, Brown Bag, Children, Drenched, Inferior, Learn, Lunch, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, MEinRhyme, Memories, MMGOTL, Modern Mother Goose-On the Loose, Mother, Old man, Past, School, Stepmother, Syrup
There was a boy who walked to school-
Like the rest, of the children, to learn the golden rule.
.
And, the one thing that he remembered most was
what he would get-
Everyday, for lunch, his stepmother fixed him a
syrup drenched biscuit.
.
She could have made him something else, with
a bit, of variety-
But, when he opened his lunch sack, the same
old same is all that he would see.
.
He looked at the other children’s lunches, and
they looked so much more tasty-
Not anything elaborate, but, it was so obvious to see.
.
Had his real mother been alive, time might have been
spent-
Making his lunch, with something different.
.
Throughout his life, he tried to phase the bad
feelings out-
But, as he got older, they took their own in and out route.
.
There was a boy, who walked to school-
Like the rest of the children, to learn the golden rule.
-2013-
08 Sep 2012 Leave a comment
in Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times 2012 Tags: "Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times", Biscuit, Books, Early, Hamburger, Lunch, Mary Elizabeth Rumsey, Oysters, Po-boy, Poetry, Reading, Rhyme, School, Scrambled eggs, Writing
1. A real po boy, with fried oysters and swiss cheese,
with a slap of mayo on it.
2. A hamburger, french fries, and a shake.
3. Scrambled eggs and a biscuit.
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Thanks to overcrowding, at school-
Earlier lunches, have become the rule.