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My Loving Mum.
My loving Mum if short of cash
or needed a dish at a dash,
cooked an ancient delicate dish
(I'm drooling as I think of this)
of Yorkshire's gorgeous corned-beef hash!
Who brought this to a pre-teen bash
served with her silvered-spooned panache,
and got from doubters their sheepish kiss
My loving Mum!
Singer's sang of bangers and mash
or lauded stewing like goulash,
both fine for those merely peckish
but usually burnt when (I've) finished.
whose phoenix dish rose from their ash?
My loving Mum's.
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