Each time they feed me dinner
It’s same old boring mash
Why can’t they feed me Hungry Jacks
Or something bit more flash?….

Jeez, same old bloody stuff again……
Don Matthews
October 2021
The poetry etc of Don Matthews
Each time they feed me dinner
It’s same old boring mash
Why can’t they feed me Hungry Jacks
Or something bit more flash?….
Jeez, same old bloody stuff again……
Don Matthews
October 2021
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Apparently they feed instantly potato mash in jail…
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Maybe he a jail baby…….
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Lol
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In that little high chair…
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Jeez, I wanna Hungry Jacks…..
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*instant
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LOL! The kid will get back at them with poo or puke.
That should do. 🙂
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I can see. Already planning it in his eyes……
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