A Georgia Extravaganza

A GEORGIA EXTRAVAGANZA In the lovely Peach State of Georgia There lived a man of meager means He had a worn out flannel shirt And a nearly worn out pair of faded old blue jeans He tended a huge peach orchard For the richest man in town Who strutted around like a king Putting people down The 'king' had a daughter fair of skin And eyes of dazzling blue He doted on her lavishly She was highly spoiled, it's true But Curtis, the lowly caretaker Was smitten by her charm He dreamed one day to walk with her Hanging on his arm Well, as the hand of fate would have its way She was strolling among the peach trees And noticed Curtis pulling weeds Down on his hands and knees She said in her sweetest Southern drawl How would you like to be The man to take me away from here Somewhere across the sea He said to her, Miss Martha I've dreamed of that very thing But I'm just an orchard tender I can't even afford a ring She laughed and said, look Curtis If money is what you need I can give you all you want Due to my Papa's greed We'll have us a honeymoon Like nothing you've ever known The quicker you pack up The sooner we'll be gone So Curtis dusted off his jeans and shirt Bathed and slicked his hair They took off for Paris Oh my, what a pair Well the rest of the story is yet to come You'll just have to wait and see How the two of them and their little brood Care lovingly for each peach tree They're living in Fort Valley, Georgia The peach capital of the world And now this little fairy tale Has been fictitiously unfurled lol 24 May 2018 For the contest sponsored by Alexis Y