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The baker holds his buns aloft
"Buy one now, they're nice and soft"
He says, his voice a manly bass
And Dot, brave Dot, is on the case.

Dot enter in her nerves a' tingle
the bakery bell begins to jingle
"I'm with you soon, I'm just a'shoven
a stack of buns into the oven"
So says Tom the baker man
" get to me Tom as soon you can"
says Dotty "I have cash to spare
to buy that dozen iced buns there".....

The baker he can see our Dot
As down the road she starts to trot.
He grabs his buns and with a fair
amount of skill and baker's flair
He ices them and puts the tray
Of buns into the shop's display.
So Dot on coming near the store
Cannot take but one step more.
She must go in to buy a bun
But can she stop at just the one?

But just before MM is paid
To find a man for our fair maid
Dot must go to the village store
And buy a bun or maybe more ...

And gath'ring up her honey pots
our Dot towards the town she trots.
The market square is heaving, full
of ducks and hens and lots of bull,
but Dotty finds a spot to sit
and though she's jostled quite a bit
she sells up all her jars of honey
and down her blouse she puts the money
"There it will be safe " she's sure
" till I knock upon the MM's door".....

Dot:
"I know the type of man who could
Make me feel like I know I should
His arms are strong, his hands are clean,
I've never known him to be mean.
He throws temptation in my way
Not once a week but every day
I feel the pull, I feel the draw
I must go to the village store
And see that lovely man, my baker
Who knows the perfect way to make a
Good-sized pink or white iced bun
I'll go right now, I'll just buy one!"

So off Dot set, but on the way ...

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In the village of Magnum Comeley
Lived a maiden far from ‘homely’
Golden haired and luscious breasted,
restraint of all the boys she tested.
She’d smile at them with saucy glance
Let them think they had a chance.
But only foolish lads pursued
Or ever made a gesture rude.
Her father being John the vicar,
Hard on sin ( but soft on liquor)
He’d chase away with hellfire voice
Any suitor not his choice.
Which for the most part was the lot
They were not good enough for Dot’.

“ Dorothy until the day
A ‘prince’ appears, a maid you’ll stay!”

So Dot’ tried hard to toe the line
And not for fleshly pleasures pine.
She’d sit and read some moral tract
( whilst thinking impure thoughts in fact)
“ I don’t intend to go to waste
And spend my youth in being chaste
A man I’ll find my dad will like,
Not ‘Sam the milk’ or blacksmith Mike.
On Market day I’ll sell my honey
to make myself a pile of money
And visit the matchmaker’s house
For sure she’ll know a likely spouse!”

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