Chaos
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Sheena Blackhall
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My mother loved cake stands and sheets of pure nylon
And hairnets and hankies for children for children to cry on
At midnight the macaroons danced with the scones
The sandwiches jived with the ham and bon-bons
The sheets started flirting with hairnet and hanky
But cock crow saw everything ship-shape and swanky
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