No 330 February 08
Most of you will remember,
The days of Tupperware,
You were invited to a party,
Your money you’d prepare.
One of my daughters,
Took it on full time,
She did all the recruiting,
For a long time she did fine.
Every month she got a prize,
For the new girls she had taught,
I should have got one as well,
For everything I bought.
We all used to go bowling,
And sandwiches I would pack,
Of course they were in Tupperware,
Different containers for each snack.
One day someone let out a scream,
When she came up she was quite rude,
She said all my sandwiches have gone,
Your kids have had our food.
Actually it was a good job I knew her,
She was at school with me,
My kids had eaten all her food,
So I gave her all our tea.
I really couldn’t blame the kids,
The Tupperware looked like mine,
I think they enjoyed what she’d packed up,
But she’d got mine and I’d to pine.