The Old Gristmill
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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 © Jerry T Curtis | Year Posted 2018
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