Miss Penny I figures a year,
Her baby Molly neat seven eight maybe,
When I walk past her she reaches out and taps my arm,
Just saying hi I guess,
I love rescuing everyone needs someone one to give freely of love I got.
My home will always hold just enough love,
I might not have much but I got love,
Tomorrow I’ll see about cramming the rest of that frozen bird into the only pan with lid I got,
It will have to cook without the lid,
My mother Hubbard refrigerators nearly empty,
Little milk,one pineapple,some sweet potato’s some noodles babies tall bottle, some bread,about seven bags of prunes,a third of a package of velvets,nuts, my tall mug(in fridge,a mug of fermented pineapple smoothie its to cold to drink it)
I think one egg,
My mom was the wisest food buyer in the world and when I have money I am too,Oh I have one pound of bacon and three bags of oatmeal and some malto meal.
Have six bags of tea,
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