Two Fat Ladies 88
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Mark Heathcote
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Down at the local bingo club,
You’re precious free evenings were spent
Willing to spend your one last cent
…Powering nose …holding a stub.
With only time for one more hug,
Unpicking a stitch on your shirt:
Then hand-brushing crumbs off your skirt
Which couldn’t feed a mealybug?
Hunger remains on plate in girth
Still lacking daily substances
No size of win, even in bucketful’s
Fetch this woman some happy mirth.
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