Fettling Home

Other poems:
Foundry Man
No 159
Who’ll Gimmie Mi a Job Nah
Dinner Line
Lights Out
The Ice Cream Van Cometh
The Company Watch
A Little Ditty
A Tale to Tell

Our Canteen Ladies by Alison Butler

The ladies in our canteen work as hard as our machines, catering to our wishes with many tempting dishes.
They mix the Yorkshire puds and roast the meat, chop the veg and bake the sweet.
The portions served are not small, there is no room left for tea at all
These kind ladies gave all the food I demanded, its no surprise why my waist has expanded.
Once I was a size eight now I can only just squeeze through the main gate.







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