The Old Out House

It sat under the old Cottonwood tree in the shade Before the house had "inside plumbing or running water" Not the best, but all we had Family owned and made In the summer, it got a little hotter Sometimes, you had to wait forever on old Grand Dad In those days Castor Oil, was the sure cure for constipation That was my grand mother's remedy, if that did not kill you, then came prune juice I stayed skinny for many years A running from her in the outhouse direction She always kept us youngins loose As a little kids she was one of my biggest fears The fancy folks that lived up the road, had a "two seater" I never could understand that at all We just had the old standard one Never was in one with a heater A time for serenity, not a town meeting hall Sometimes a place to hide from the Sun Black Widow Spiders like to hide on the under side Make sure you looked before you ever sat down Or stomp them as they ran across the floor Then one day we found our new pride Got "inside plumbing and running water", we were uptown Our outhouse never had a crescent moon on the it's front door