Watermelon Turpintine

Watermelon Turpintine

by Hannah Murphy 25 August, 2008

Papa had an uncle

Was a friend of mine

Spent his evenings

Drinkin' Turpintine.

It was deep, dark red

Said it tasted fine

Then he'd look me in the eye

Then he'd say this line

"Son don'tcha do it

 Your a friend of mine

 Don'tcha spend your life

 Drinking Turpintine"

Red like a watermelon

Tastes just fine

That sweet elixir

Called Turpintine

LOL This is children's poetry for grown ups. A toe tappin' song. I know it's silly but it's highly entertaining and musical to boot. You don't have to know the melody. Just say it in time and a kind of spoken music will come to you.

Especially when you're sittin' and thinkin' and the dogs are barkin' and it's rainin' and ya' just would love to sit next to someone and spark.

Hmmm

Okay, So actually, you're sittin' there thinkin', "Good Mercy, has 12 dogs lost it or is she drunkern' the worm in a bottle of Mescal?"

Answer? 

Nope, I'm just sunsilly today. For me, sing song poetry is just fun to make up and fun to read out loud. Fun.

There's more silly poetry

Click >skeletal waltz

Also

There's lots more written in the blogs for this week.

Two pathways and political stuff too.

Click  here > ReWrite.  to find it.