I mowed the front lawn yesterday.
I mowed the back yard today.
My knees are still aching ,
Sunburn's in the making,
And my back is beginning to sway.
But sing no sad songs for me,
'Cause I'm happy as I can be.
My doctor says so,
And he ought to know,
'Cause he charges a handsome fee.
I'll tackle the garden tomorrow,
Weeding and edging the furrow.
Then Japanese beetles, some spiders and nettles,
Will all say bye bye to the harrow.
I'll weed, turn and till the soil.
To my joints apply goose grease and oil.
I'll take a hot bath then lie down in a draft,
Till my herb tea comes to a boil.
My doctor will say I did fine.
He'll give me the A-OK sign.
He'll say have some tea, don't come to see me,
For seems listening to me seems crime.
This is an ode to my aunt Vernette
the greatest aunt that you could get
she knows how to dance,
she knows how to cook
and she gets the guys with just one look
she was raised in the woods
by an old mama lion
ain't nobody gonna make her
walk the line
If you ask for help,she can
Git "er Done
whatever you need you know she's
the one
she can bite the head off a rattlesnake
and make Chuck Norris start to shake
Vernette don't have to bait her hook
she can lure 'em in with just one look
the children call her the angel of the mail
'cause she sends them goodies without fail
"Happy Mail" comes for all ages
even those who earn their wages
she don't go for drinking much
but she loves frogs and toads and such
She's a Florida cracker who moved away
but in my heart she'll always stay
she's the "pretty Lady" who's always there
with poetry and love to share.
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