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The Old Gristmill

The Old Gristmill
(Not fit for the contest)


Way across the glen,
Many years gone passed
There lived a beauty of a woman
With her fine little lass

Her daughter was a charmer
And she could take me at will
To do a little grinding, 
At that wonderful old mill

Yes, those days seemed simple
Now that I am looking back
At how well she ground my corn 
And the way she held my sack

Times have really changed though
I buy cornmeal in a bag
And the girl from the Gristmill
Is now a mean old hag


Yes, those days seemed simple
Now that I am looking back
At how well she ground my corn 
And the way she held my sack


Times have really changed though
I buy cornmeal in a bag
And the girl from the Gristmill
Is now a mean old hag
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Turner Avatar
June 3, 2018 at 8:45 PM
I know Craig is going to LHAO. This is a real knee slapper Jerry. I always love your sense of humor:)
Allison Avatar
June 3, 2018 at 6:39 AM
ha ha ha this is absolutely hilarious Jerry! I am relieved I thought she was going to empty your sack lol:-) hugs Jan xx
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