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Feb 2010
Aah, the anticipation, the watching, the waiting,You keep looking, but my grandma always said,"A watched kettle never boils",The smell of it, him,My mouth waters while i see the seasoning dripping from it, him,So, i turn away, you know, in the hope it, he, will become ready,To savour, to behold,My very own Welsh Rare Bit!!!
eileen mcgreevy
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