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Any time Shobana I will apply goose grease with medical impunity.Drink plenty of liguids.
I wonder which strain it is we have had a jab, hoping to nobble the right one this year.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 17, 2012 at 7:09 AM
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I loved this but I must tell you that I have the flu and am wondering if the lard would come in handy in my tropical paradise! Poor Mother Hubbard - just so tired!
posted by
shobana
on October 17, 2012 at 4:32 AM
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Re: Your cadence and verses sometimes remind me of my favorite
Thank you Pat it could have been tightened up a bit, but I felt weary.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 16, 2012 at 11:32 PM
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Re: FS
Yes FS not much in the cupboard.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 16, 2012 at 11:31 PM
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Re: adnhor
Nursery tales are a bit cruel Adnohr, but I expect it was the conditions of that age.Black Death ring a ring of roses when you blow your noses atishoo, atishoo, all fall down.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 16, 2012 at 11:30 PM
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I know Taps the remedies sound a bit barbaric these days . a womam told me her Mum plastered the kids with goose grease pulled on a vest and they had to keep it on all Winter, yes the same vest .
posted by
C_C_T
on October 16, 2012 at 11:25 PM
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Re: CCT
The old goose grease Wiley very effective and on a slice of bread.
posted by
C_C_T
on October 16, 2012 at 11:20 PM
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Oh I don't know Troosha, I am sure there are worse around,
posted by
C_C_T
on October 16, 2012 at 11:19 PM
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Re: Sounds like I was yesterday, outside too much and today I slept most
Goodness Kabu I should think not, I forgot a pill and was trying to put together a theme for a book and eventually thought of one as I woke .
posted by
C_C_T
on October 16, 2012 at 11:17 PM
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Sounds like I was yesterday, outside too much and today I slept most
of the day. Ah well I will stay up late and catch up. Take care, don't let your cupboard get bare, nor let anyone dare put you in a home.
posted by
Kabu
on October 16, 2012 at 5:50 PM
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Better behave if you live with Old Mother Hubbard.... LOL
posted by
Troosha
on October 16, 2012 at 5:32 PM
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CCT
Good for you Bro, I liked that poetry, reminded me of mum.
posted by
WileyJohn
on October 16, 2012 at 4:57 PM
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posted by
lovelyladymonk
on October 16, 2012 at 2:11 PM
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Several things in your poem remind me of my childhood.
Mom used the lard in making biscuits and piecrust.
She used a combo of goose grease and linement to rub on our chests when we were congested.
She gave us chicken broth with lots of garlic in it when we were ill.
She gave us big spoonsful of cod-liver oil to keep us healthy (nasty stuff)
and she made us senna-leaf tea if she thought we needed a purgative.
There were times when I thought she was trying to kill me even though I knew she loved me.
posted by
TAPS.
on October 16, 2012 at 12:00 PM
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Hmmm - dodging her responsabilities, huh? Well, if she did it for dogs, why would children be any different?? Definitely a new twist on the nursery tale!
posted by
adnohr
on October 16, 2012 at 11:28 AM
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Old Mother Hubbard has a lot of work to do...The sick bugs are out.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on October 16, 2012 at 11:25 AM
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Your cadence and verses sometimes remind me of my favorite
Mother Goose rhymes. I love the twist on Mother Hubbard...
posted by
Pat_B
on October 16, 2012 at 10:41 AM
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