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Dedicated to Me and Myself

Poem by Eva Catherine Davis Penrose

I have several copies of the following poem, some
handwritten and others typed. I suspect it was her
favorite. I don’t know if it was written for a skit
or if it has ever been published before, but here it is
just as Eva wrote it.
Susan Woodland Howard, May 2007


Dedicated to Me and Myself

Many, many years ago
A sweet pink-toed baby came here.
She had big brown eyes and white curly hair,
And her Pa and Ma thought she was really a dear.

She was always a very happy child
And laughed and danced with glee.
When anyone was kind enough
To take her on their knee.

Now, at sixteen I had not changed a lot
My hair was golden, and m eyes still brown
And my figure was trim and neat
In fact, I was almost perfect,
Exceptin’ my big feet.

When I looked into my mirror bright,
I didn’t look so bad.
But now when I gaze into it,
It nearly drives me mad.

When I reached the age of forty-four,
I still was good to see.
My bust was a perfect 36,
And my waist just a few inches more,
But there was no sign of that middle-aged spread,
A knockin’ at my door.

At sixty-five I gazed again,
Into my mirror bright
An, oh the shock it gave me,
I could not sleep all night

My hair was off, and my teeth were out
And my eyes were all sunken in.
And to my horror and dismay
I had a double chin.

Now the mirrors have all changed so much
I just look in them and sigh,
But after all, I guess it’s me
Because mirrors do not lie.

Oh, why does that old Father Time
Have to be so tough,
Isn’t kicking us in the shins
Entirely enough?
Why does he have to smack our face
Into such an awful mess;
It’s just because he’s an old sour puss I guess.
Old boy, you’re not agoin’ to be so smart
When justice catches up and puts a crimp in you.
And you’re goin’ be awful sorry
When all this come to pass.
And the O.P.A. steps in,
And puts a ceiling on your glass.

Composed by Eva Davis Penrose



Owner/Source  Susan Woodland Howard 
ID  14246 
Linked to  Eva Catherine Davis 

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