Jim, thanks for the Berryman songs. I just sent Chapsticks to my stepson in St. Paul. I've always been partial to "Your State's Name Here". And Anita Silvert once wrote a last verse to "A Chat With Your Mother" (a/k/a The F-Word Song) that goes:

There are mothers who have had it with the screaming and the whining
"All our toys are broken and there's nothing left to do"
It's been raining for three weeks, the same flu bug is still among us...
It's from *me* I would expect to hear the F-word, not from you!

My kids have always liked this song, that I learned from a Sing Along With Mitch album long ago. No idea who wrote it, or how to post the tune. As usual, I forgot to check the DT before starting this post...

Sweet Violets

There once was a farmer who took a young miss
In back of the barn and he gave her a
Lecture on horses and chickens and eggs
And told her that she had such beautiful
Manners that suited a girl of her charms
A girl that he wanted to take in his
Washing and ironing and then if she did
They could get married and raise lots of

Sweet violets, sweeter than all the roses
Covered all over from head to toe
Covered all over with
Sweet violets

The girl told the farmer that he'd better stop
And she called her father and he called a
Taxi and got there before very long
Cause someone was doing his little girl
Right for a change and so that's why he said
If you marry her son, you're better off
Single cause it's always been my belief
Marriage will bring a man nothing but
Sweet violets...

The farmer decided he'd wed anyway
And started in planning for his wedding
Suit which though it cost him only one buck
He soon found out he was fresh out of
Money and so he was left in the lurch
Standing and waiting in front of the
End of the story which just goes to show
All a girl wants from a man is his
Sweet violets...

Aloha,
Mark ^^^