AUNT JEMIMA’S PLASTER
Aunt Jemima, she was old, but very kind and clever;
She had a notion of her own that she would marry never.
She vowed that she would live in peace, avoiding all disaster,
And made her living day by day by selling plaster.
Cho: Sheepskin and beeswax makes the sort of plaster;
The more you try to pull it off, the more it sticks the
faster.
A neighbor had a Thomas cat that ate like a glutton;
He never caught a mouse or rat, but stole both milk and mutton;
To keep him home, in vain she tried, but ne’er could be his
master,
Until she stuck him to the floor with aunt Jemima’s plaster
Cho.
She had a sister, very tall, and if she’d kept on growing,
She might have been a giant now; in fact, there is no knowing.
All on a sudden, she became of her own height, the master
And all because, upon each foot, Jemima clapped a plaster.
Cho.
Now if you have a dog or cat, husband, wife or lover
That you would like to keep at home, this secret discover;
And if you would live in peace; avoiding all disaster,
Take my advice, and try the strength of aunt Jenina’s plaster.
Cho.
Mrs. R.D. Blacknall
Durham, N.C.
