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So you thought you were rid of me for a while longer did you? lol
Many thanks for your unsympathetic messages - they were relayed to me by the lovely Gness and most of them cheered me up no end. Those that didn't - your name is now in my book.
I am on yet more enforced rest and I never realised just how bad daytime TV is. I haven't yet stooped to Jeremy Kyle but I am now an expert on antiques lol xxx
Many thanks for your unsympathetic messages - they were relayed to me by the lovely Gness and most of them cheered me up no end. Those that didn't - your name is now in my book.
I am on yet more enforced rest and I never realised just how bad daytime TV is. I haven't yet stooped to Jeremy Kyle but I am now an expert on antiques lol xxx
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Silently on Burns Night Eve,
the turn of Mr Overall's key;
all the garden locked in mackerels and ice,
a silver fishy freeze,
except his wintry cluster of Whitby bees.
Wings plucked, flightless now, shivering,
around their Mrs Overall Queen they cling;
every bee a gift of heat;
she will not freeze
within the wintry cluster of Whitby bees.
Bring me for my Burns Night gift
a single golden jar;
let me taste the sweetness there,
but the haggis leave
some Scotch to feed the wintry cluster of Whitby bees.
Gness to visit Mrs O on Burns Night Eve
to see the Guiness and Gin fed hive,
trembling marigolds cloistered above,
and then, tony, the maiming catrastophe believe,
Bless the wintry cluster of Whitby bees.
the turn of Mr Overall's key;
all the garden locked in mackerels and ice,
a silver fishy freeze,
except his wintry cluster of Whitby bees.
Wings plucked, flightless now, shivering,
around their Mrs Overall Queen they cling;
every bee a gift of heat;
she will not freeze
within the wintry cluster of Whitby bees.
Bring me for my Burns Night gift
a single golden jar;
let me taste the sweetness there,
but the haggis leave
some Scotch to feed the wintry cluster of Whitby bees.
Gness to visit Mrs O on Burns Night Eve
to see the Guiness and Gin fed hive,
trembling marigolds cloistered above,
and then, tony, the maiming catrastophe believe,
Bless the wintry cluster of Whitby bees.