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Mrs Jones and Mrs Drake

Mrs Jones and Mrs Drake

Mrs Jones and Mrs Drake
Would sit beside the wayside lake,
Not noticing the passing trucks,
Throwing breadcrumbs to the ducks,
And pieces of madeira cake.

Mrs Drake and Mrs Jones
Were nothing but two bags of bones,
Yet everyday they came to sit,
To feed the ducks, to watch and knit
And quietly talk about their homes.

One day only Mrs Drake
Came to sit beside the lake,
To watch with fragile, empty hands,
Listening to the ducks demands
For breadcrumbs and madeira cake.

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