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Well, I wrote a little poem about cream teas in reply to one of Marc's blog posts and thought I'd put in on here. Why not! :D
So here we go...I hope it doesn't make you want one too much. =P
Cream Teas
An english tradition,
A summer edition,
For picnics n' road trips,
For lasses n' the masses
Originated in Devon,
They taste like heaven,
Just spread on the scones
the butter with a cutter.
Then smear on the cream,
thick as a dream,
Cram on strawb'ry jam,
Then pop on the top.
Boil the kettle,
Leave the tea to settle,
Pour out n share out,
Tuck in...stomach in!
Well, there you have it!


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1 comment:
Still the yummy picnic, Miss Rose :)
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