Here is the chorus:
Daughter, baby daughter,They pronounced it "Dotter".
Poisoned all the neighbors chickens.
Daughter hadn't oughter
Least 'till she could run like the dickens.
They hit her with a shovel!
They still call me that.
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Life on a family farm in the wilds of Upstate New York
Daughter, baby daughter,They pronounced it "Dotter".
Poisoned all the neighbors chickens.
Daughter hadn't oughter
Least 'till she could run like the dickens.
They hit her with a shovel!
10 comments:
My mommy is crazy. And Liz disappered again. We were going to go get lunch... I think she ran into someone....
Ahh... here's a link to the poetry my mother read to us at night...
http://tinyurl.com/2a7w4t
Feel free to scar... I mean, share this with your kids...
Yeah, yeah, Beeze, I know
Matthew...I feel SO much better now that I have read that....I will be scarring, er, sharing ASAP.
Well, at least unlike some of us - you can point to the source of some of your eccentricities. I'm still trying to come up with explanations :0)
Too funny! And like Cathy, I'm not sure why I'm the way I am...
Hi Cathy, yeah, it is good to know who to blame. lol
Laurie, I am glad to have an excuse.
That's funny! I am clueless as to what warped me - LOL
Hope you had a great Easter and best wishes for a terrific week!
Poisoned the chickens...how sweet you must have been..
Hi Marti, I don't think you are all that warped, just very, very funny. Thanks for visiting! Good Easter week to you and yours as well.
Tom, I didn't, really I didn't.
I LIKE chickens!
I even keep my mean old egg-eating rooster around, when really he is a very bad boy.
my mommy is cwazy... my mommy is cwazy... we wuves her anyway..
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