Dad’s Pot a Stew

“Ere anybody around here know how to ride dis' horse",

Cause my hind end’s a hollerin’ Dixie,

can’t seem to get er’ to da porch.

These feeble arms and legs of mine have seen better days,

And when I’m lookin’ yonder,

it seems to make these old eyes glaze.

Around the bend is home ya see,

with my old buddy Hugh,

Please don’t tell these dog gone rabbits here,

we’re gonna makem’ a pot a stew.

Getta long doggies, getta long!

© Teresa Bellamy Walker