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Aunt Sara Is Turned to The Wall

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Toerag
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0 posted 08-26-99 10:51 AM       View Profile for Toerag   Email Toerag   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Toerag

She used to sing hymns in the old village choir,
She taught at the Sunday school class,
At playing the organ she never would tire,
Those days are all now long passed.

In church at the organ she'd practice each day,
While the minister pumped up and down.
His wife caught him pumping the organ one day,
And that's why Aunt Sara left town.

With presents he tempted and lured her to sin,
Her innocent virtue to smirch,
But her honor was strong and she never gave in,
Till he gave her the deed to the church.

We never mention Aunt Sara;
Her picture is turned to the wall,
Though she lives on the French Riviera
Mother says she is dead to us all.

They said that she'd toil by night and by day
She'd have to scrub floors for her bread,
But inside of a week she discovered a way,
To earn her board by lying in bed.

They told her the wages of sinners was death,
To this my aunt Sara just said;
That she'd just as soon die with champagne on her breath,
And pink satin sheets on her bed.

They said no one cared if she'd ever come back,
When she left for her fortune to seek,
But the boys in the firehouse painted it black,
And the ball team was mourning that week.

They said that no man would make her his bride,
They prophesied children of shame,
But she's married three earls and a baron besides,
And she hasn't a child to her name.

They said that Hellfire would punish her sin,
She'd burn for her much evil way,
But just at the moment she's toasting her skin,
On the beaches of Montego Bay.

The best things in life always go to the meek,
The Sunday school lessons all teach,
But I wonder when I see her gazebo of teak,
At her eighty room shack on the beach.

My poor mother's life has been quiet and meek,
She drives in a second-hand Ford,
Aunt Sara received for her birthday last week,
A Rolls-Royce, a Stutz and a Cord.

My mother does all of her housework alone,
She has to scrub clothes for her board
It strikes me that virtue's not only it's own,
But also it's only reward.

So we never mention Aunt Sara,
But I think that when I grow up tall,
I shall live on the French Riviera,
And let mother turn me to the wall.


My Uncle used to sing this all the time....
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suthern
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1 posted 08-26-99 11:13 AM       View Profile for suthern   Email suthern   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for suthern

Toerag: Aunt Sara's making waves and having fun... and completely unconcerned with the status of her photo! LOL. I like this!!! *G* Especially the thought of going out with champagne on my breath, knowing I've enjoyed life to its fullest!
passing shadows
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2 posted 08-26-99 11:42 AM       View Profile for passing shadows   Email passing shadows   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for passing shadows

Hiya Toe! Great stuff! Hope mine can be up in the ranks with yours! (or somewhere close anyway)

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*shadowy-one*
LngJhnAg
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3 posted 08-26-99 11:50 AM       View Profile for LngJhnAg   Email LngJhnAg   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for LngJhnAg

L-I-B - its lil ol' Dixie-chick - how are you doing?
traveler
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4 posted 08-27-99 08:58 AM       View Profile for traveler   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for traveler

LOL ... Thanks again, and to your uncle too ...brightened my day ...
IsabelleSkye
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5 posted 08-27-99 08:59 AM       View Profile for IsabelleSkye   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for IsabelleSkye

*smirk*
whattttttttta woman!
Izzy

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God is really only another artist. He invented the giraffe, the elephant and the cat. He has no real style, He just goes on trying other things.
- Pablo Picasso
Toerag
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6 posted 08-27-99 09:02 AM       View Profile for Toerag   Email Toerag   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Toerag

Isabelle....Yanno God has a good sense of humor too?...As in; LongJohn, Balladeer...?
Sunshine
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7 posted 08-27-99 11:14 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

And just when I'm thinking that "rhyme" doesn't pay....

good one, Toe!

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Sunshine
Words will always express our feelings true. ~~~ KRJ
Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


LngJhnAg
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8 posted 08-27-99 11:16 AM       View Profile for LngJhnAg   Email LngJhnAg   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for LngJhnAg

Toe

I know I'm almost God-like, but Balladeer, too?
Nan
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9 posted 08-27-99 11:31 AM       View Profile for Nan   Email Nan   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nan's Home Page   View IP for Nan

GodliNess is as GodliNess does..... or was that as Aunt Sarah does????
She's got me Hoe-so confused....

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Nay, if our wits run the Wild-Goose chase, I am done:
For thou hast more of the Wild-Goose in one of thy wits,
Than I am sure I have in my whole five.
~ 1592 Wm. Shakespeare ~ Romeo & Juliet ~ ii. iv. 75


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10 posted 03-22-2006 07:02 AM       View Profile for latearrival   Email latearrival   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for latearrival

we all need to smile today so let Toe comoe back and play..
 
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