Little Miss Muffet

Hobbo: You look a bit tired mate.

Dauphy: I’ve been up all night writing a poem.

Hobbo: What’s it about?

Dauphy: Those special days that you sometimes post.

Hobbo: Let’s hear it then.

Little Miss Muffet (by Dauphy)

Little Miss Muffet
Sat on her buffet
Eating her pie and peas
Too hot for her knees
They fell on the floor
And little Miss Muffet
Said,"Stuff it."

Dauphy: What do you think?

Hobbo: Er…

Dauphy: You don’t like it. Do you?

Hobbo: It’s not that. It’s not National Buffet day today, it’s National Buffet day.

Dauphy: Buffet as in loads of food gets dropped on the floor for me to eat?

Hobbo: That’s the one.

Dauphy: Now you tell me! It took ages to write that.

Hobbo: I suppose she could have gotten her pie and peas from the buffet?

Dauphy. Brilliant! That’s what I meant all along. We make a great team don’t we?

9 Comments on “Little Miss Muffet

  1. Love it! 😁
    Although I can’t see me ever eating from a buffet again! Or a slice of birthday cake after someone has blown out the candles!!
    Can you IMAGINE??!! 🤢

    Still, its nice to reminisce 😉🖤

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