The Lady of the Sycamores
( by Terry Walstrom)
The Monday she arrived hit local folks just like a bomb.
Not since widow Wilson ran away with Reverend Tom
has gossip traveled quite as fast and twice as far in town
And then the party started with the word she was around
Everything was peaceful Sunday, calm and restful
til the Monday morning Mary Sycamore arrived,
things got loud as if a riot had come to end the peace and quiet
at the house of family Sycamore.
The Lady of the Sycamores is causing quite a stir
and no one else can capture hearts or has a way like her
yet women can’t get jealous raising envious alarms though every man who sees her wants to hold her in his arms.
The Lady of the Sycamores’ admirers in and out her doors
have spread the word she gives them quite a thrill;
her flirty smile, enchanting laugh, even sometimes in her bath has been about the only conversation for awhile.
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The things they pin on her may not hold water even so,
offer a refreshing drink this lady won’t say no
Underneath the powder and that sassy fancy lace
There has to be a purity and fine uncommon grace
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The Lady of the Sycamores will smile at any stranger
But all she needs is someone strong to come along and change her
She’ll steal your heart if you steal kisses
warm and cuddly is what this miss is
When you lay her gently in her bed…
Only one more thing will need be said...
When all excitement settles
I suppose you should be told...
The Lady of the Sycamores is only 2 days old
Oh, Baby!
The Lady of the Sycamores is only 2 days old
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© 2017 Terry Walstrom
