I Do Declare Gossiping In the South

Hot in the south sitting on the porch Fanning your face with a hand fan Dressed in a beautiful white dress With a cold mint julep in hand Miss. JENNIFER, yes Miss. JAN Do you believe what that SunShine Smile, Said about me? Her last poem was all about Me, Me, Me (Just kidding Sunshine) She only thinks of herself living in luxury Her poems seem to go Norway with a Rhyme Now that Bobby is a handsome man Oh tell me Mrs. JAN I saw him in the field with his straw hat on Working next to Gershon W.W. was fast asleep Without a peep, but there was one so cute He was the Only Silent One out of the whole bunch Here comes Richard your husband he shot old turkey Tom I guess we are having him for dinner Shhhhhhh, No more Gossiping