Dinner Guests

The minister came for dinner
And brought his lovely wife.
Much like their good parishioners
They led a simple life.
I'm sure one of their great pleasures
Was eating Mama's food.
There was always plenty of it
And it was very good.

The lady sat by my daddy,
In my own private chair.
I was so put out with Mama
For seating her guest there.
My mama was scowling at me
For pouting 'bout my seat,
Until Daddy, without thinking,
Cut up the lady's meat.

The rude preacher put his hand up
And tittered in his beard
As his wfe kept rignt on eating.
She had been gently reared.
My daddy didn't notice, he
Started to break her bread
And put some gravy over it;
Until my mama said,

"I need you in the kitchen, now!
Would you excuse us, please?"
When Daddy came back and sat down,
He seemed quite ill at ease.
He didn't talk to the lady
Or look her in the face.
My mama never once again,
Sat someone in my place.

By:Joyce 8/15/02