Grandpa was apt to play when Grandma was away.
She went to Florida with her siblings for to stay.
Grandpa shined his boots and donned a new white shirt.
He slicked down his hair and made sure his hat was square.
He brushed down the mules and cleaned the wagon wheels.
Then mounted the seat with a bound and rode off to town.
About midnight he reappeared. A sight he was to see.
Running hard with one gone shoe, into the house he fairly flew.