Sitting With Nan

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When I was little, I talked to Nan.
She always ate with her Bran!
Sitting on the sofa with a cuppa,
got to love her!

Sitting with my Nan, watching Parliament!
Sipping on our coffee,
waiting till she was not looking!
The biscuit got dunked!
Ate, a satisfied grin meant!
If she saw, she never looked in!
Sitting with my Nan,
who always ate with her Bran!
Yes, you can sit with your nan!

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