Meinir Pugh’s unwell
Or so her neighbours say
She hasn’t lit the fire
Or been to the shops in days
Dil says she’s seen the doctor
Though she’s yet to find out why
She’s been peeping through the curtains
Just to keep a watchful eye
They’ve said a prayer in Chapel
The Vicar, Reverend Moffet
He said there’s be a whip round
To pay for the funeral buffet
They sang some hymns and arias
Gave praises for her life
Poor Mr Thomas got confused
And said his prayers twice
But now the sun is shining
And look, there’s Meinir Pugh
I’ve baked two dozen sausage rolls
What am I going to do?
Jones(2011)
© Walker & Jones 2011
© Walker & Jones 2011
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