mamas green jello
When mama made her famous green Jello dessert
We knew something big was about to happen to our family.
Sometimes it was company like Great-Grandma’s sister, Gert.
Other times it meant we were getting another baby.
Tonight we walked in and saw it and I saw Daddy look tough.
He probably is tired of children, sixteen is probably enough.
It’s not Gert again, is it? He asked with a weary long sigh.
Mama shook her head no and said “It’s your uncle Cy.”
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