I remember in the fifties, I stayed for my school dinners <br />At six sided tables, with six chairs to match <br />I remember on walls, having all the art class winners <br />Whilst the dinner ladies served our food by batch <br /> <br />I remember lots of water, in a very large glass jug <br />With a glass for every diner in its place <br />I remember as I poured, it would give out a sudden glug <br />Causing droplets that would often hit your face <br /> <br />I remember smelly cabbage, with lots of lumpy mash <br />A tray sliced up with equal bits of pie <br />I remember thick brown gravy, it landed with a splash <br />That could blind you if it got you in the eye <br /> <br />I remember all the puddings, with custard steaming hot <br />You could only have if finishing your greens <br />I remember all the groaning as we finished off the lot <br />And the sickly taste from piles of butter beans <br /> <br />I remember taking turns, to have the custards skin <br />Had to scrape it off before the stuff would pour <br />I remember in the fifties, that none of us were thin <br />As the puddings kept us going back for more <br /> <br /> <br />© 2008 David Threadgold <br />Rambling Riddles & Rhymes<br /><br />David Threadgold www.davidthreadgold.com<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/5-school-dinners/
