The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #59418   Message #2217169
Posted By: Amos
17-Dec-07 - 10:03 AM
Thread Name: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Subject: RE: BS: The Mother of all BS threads
Halfway down the Totem Pole
My Mother said to me,
"How come nobody comes around,
When I am falling free?"
"When I am locked in free descent,
And heading for the bottom,
Where are the chilluns of my hearth,
To post ideas so quick and smart,
(If any of 'em has gottem)?"

I took a turn around that pole
And dallied it hard down,
And with a smoking, screeching roar,
Another post came 'round.
And Momma's pale and worried face
Burst out in a radiant smile
"Ah, Sonny Lad, you've done the trick!
You've gone that extra mile!"
And she flew to the top o' the pile.

I gave her a kiss, and I closed the door
And gently shut the glims;
And climbed back in to my feather bed
To nurse my agued limbs.
I shivered with chill and with fever I swore,
And sweated through the night;
But I knew, at least, I had done my part
To keep Mom's feelings bright,
On a cold and lonely night.

Rutherford Kizzbudt Ferphame
From Out On the Plains, A Song
Guttersnipe & Goops, pubs.
Cincinnati, 1907