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Pancake Day – John D. Sheridan

Someone’s making pancakes,
The griddle’s on the grate,
the bowl of batter’s beaten up,
so I am going to wait,
Until the work is over,
And there perhaps will be,
Among the brown and speckled ones,
A yellow one for me.

1 comments On Pancake Day – John D. Sheridan

  • I was delighted to come across this site. I had a book of poems by J D Sheridan when I was a child in the 50’s. The only poem I can remember off by heart is The Little Baby mice., but I do remember some of the other titles you have posted.I would love to get a book of J D’s poems for my grandchildren. Would it be possible to get a copy?

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