I'm going on 68

[Larry & Rita]

I smile to think of what they used
To help us kids survive,
But I am "going on" 68
And very much alive.
My sorest throats were eased, and I
Still hold no bit of rancor
To think of sucking sugar lumps
With a drop or two of camphor.


And camphor mixed with goose grease for
A winter chest congestion;
Baking soda cleaned my teeth
And helped my indigestion.
Because of Mother's tender heart
I hereby sing a Gloria!
She never gave me castor oil,
Just syrupy Castoria.


Salt for all mosquito bites,
Cobwebs on the scratches,
The sickroom fumigated with
Our sulphur kitchen matches.
Somehow there's quite a bunch of us
That never had a shot,
But here we are still kicking
And enjoying it a lot.


- Author Unknown

[The General]

Larry and Rita,

Maybe you are the poets and don't know it?


Steve