I REMEMBER THE CHEESE OF MY CHILDHOOD And the bread that we cut with a knife; When the children helped with the housework, And the men went to work not the wife. The cheese never needed a fridge, And the bread was so crusty and hot. The children were seldom unhappy And the wife was content with her lot. I remember the milk from the billy, With the yummy cream on the top. Our dinner came hot from the oven, …See More
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