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        BREAD AND BUTTER PUDDING
At the moment I am eating out of the oven still hot,
Some bread and butter pudding that just hits the spot,
It is one of those deserts you always have to have more,
It seems that even strangers find their way to your door.

If I had more currants and raisins I’d make a second batch
And again right out of the oven another hot helping catch,
It takes six pieces of bread smothered in butter, marg will do,
Four eggs, sugar and milk, beaten until frothy all through.

Place it in a covered dish and bake until it’s just right,
Then over this delicacy all the family begin to fight,
Two are not home at the moment so greedy I won’t be,
I’ll place it out of sight so it will not keep tempting me.

I think I’ll go and get some more dried fruit right now,
For one of these deserts will not be enough somehow,
The smell alone is enough great hunger for it to grow,
If you don’t know what it is you haven’t lived you know.

It’s no use another helping must come right now my way,
I don’t know how people make it last for another day,
Hubby already had two big helpings, is looking for more,
I hope there’s enough when the others come through the door.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson 17 April 2004