Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet,
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
It's a question that divides families and friends, men from women
and North from South: Do you prefer brown sauce, red sauce, or no sauce at all?
Well, it seems that we like tomato ketchup the best with the exception of bacon
butties where brown wins. My sauces at Molly Media have heard that Parliament
are joining the great British sauce debate, as it’s far a weightier topic than
the Euro-Zone crisis. Call me ‘Dave’
Cameron stated that he preferred the coalition approach with a bit of both
types on his plate when he’s slumming it and having a fish and chip supper.
There was an uproar in the house as politicians accused him of sitting on the
fence. Campaigners Mr. Lea & Perrins and Mr. Tabasco boycotted the debate
and called for an inquiry as to why minority sauces were being excluded. Mr.
Mustard joined in and eventually it was agreed that a new Condiment Committee
would look into these serious allegations and no expense would be spared. Oh
dear more expense , soon we won’t even be able to afford any , oh what a pickle!
Opps that maybe another debate gherkin or onion?