Two Crazy old Ladies
Ventured out on the road yesterday.
They traveled to Springfield
almost a hundred miles away.
They started at four in the morning
In cold rainy weather forbidding.
a chuckle here and there and even sometimes grinning.
Now what might you say was the reason for travel,
Gramma’s heart you see was trying to unravel
The doctors up there
In this fine big city
Had stitched her and mended
and made it all pretty.
At eight in the morning
no coffee had she
which makes gramma shakey
and to some wobbly.
But in her confusion
of the world as it is.
She told me this story of what they had did.
“They put me in an oven
All snuggled up tight.
I thought I might sleep
But thought that not right
And so I just laid there
All cozy and snug
Just trying to remember what it was I had done.
How had I got here
And what was I to do?
I guess I’ll just cat nap
And wait til they are through
For life’s not so bad
In the state that I’m in
The Lord’s standing beside me
And being my friend.
Just me in this oven all snuggly and warm.
Pokie Too 12/2008
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