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    luckylucky
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    When I was a girl,
    Eggs were warm, silky brown ,
    From haystack barn ,manger
    Where the hens laid them down .
    When I was a girl,
    There were pigs in the sty ,
    And bacon sides, home cured, to cut and to fry .
    When I was a girl,
    Meat hung red in the shop .
    Cut to your order Steak, sirloin, or chop.

    When I was a girl,
    Fruit was picked from the tree,
    And veg from the garden
    Spud, cabbage, or pea.

    When I was a girl,
    All the old people said
    ‘We must all eat a full peck of dirt
    Ere we’re dead.

    And now I am old,
    Food comes from afar.
    Packed in cardboard and plastic container or jar
    And it’s all so hygienic and clean as can be.
    And it all tastes of nothing to oldies like me.

    Grace Darby

    #35174
    Peggy
    Member

    Great poem, and well said, I agree! 😥

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