(LITTLE JUG...LITTLE PALM CAKE*)
'Oh! Nellie the elephant packed her trunks and said goobye
to the circus...off she went with a clumpity clump... clump
....clump... clump! The head of the herd was calling...
far far away.'
Our Auntie Maggie used to sit
In winters evening she would knit
No sooner was one garment done
She'd go and start another one
My Aunt & her friends
are wondering (but not
for long) where I’ve gone.
Softly wicked Auntie Barbara
Made malarkey at all hours
Dodging ribbons of tradition
She was born to ride right off her rocker
If you're nearing the big Nine-Oh
and you've got nothing major to show,
but the dentures of old
and two fillings of gold
[Whenever she saw me feeling
a bit under the weather or blue
a long-dead aunt of mine used
to offer the following remedy]: