Mincemeat by Elizabeth Gould Christmas poem

Sing a song of mincemeat,

Currants, raisins, spice,

Apples, sugar, nutmeg,

Everything that's nice,

Stir it with a ladle,

Wish a lovely wish,

Drop it in the middle

Of your will-filled dish,

Stir again for good luck,

Pack it all away

Tied in little jars and pots,

Until Christmas Day.