Subscribe..
A MODERN VERSION
[Welland Telegraph April 10, 1903]
The prodigal son of the modern day
Journeyed homeward from far away;
“We’ll treat it all as a harmless
joke,”
His father said: “when he comes
home broke,”
But the young man sported a necktie
red,
And his hat reposed on the side of
his head,
And he put his feet on the parlour
chair
And told them to get him the bill of
fare.
They stood and waited in great
suspense
For him to begin his penitence,
But he simply said he would like to
know
What made the town so confounded
slow.
And he never allowed them to forget
That he was on deck as the family
pet,
And they sold the calf, ‘mid vexations
grim
‘Cause veal wasn’t good enough for
him.
Add A Comment
You must be logged in to post a comment.