Many years ago in our town
The Jipo came to visit with renown
When the lumbering business was in boom
He would come to town to rent a room
Then he would get a sauna-a hot steam bath
To sewat off all his wrath
He would go to an eating place
To have dinner with his lady love Grace
After dinner, the loggers would go to the bars
To have their drinks of beer, brandy, whiskey or rye
But do not drive cars
After a good meal, he would go on Main Street
Alittle newsboy to meet
He would buy a copy of the Virginia Daily Enterprise
And give the newsboy a prize
He would give the newsboy a dollar
The newsboy would a big thank you holler
He had no one in his life to gypo
God Bless The Jipo
February 21,2006, Clarence A. Graham, Jr.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem