There was an old woman that lived in a shoe...

When your Aunt Margy would come to town, folks said it looked like one of them clown cars. The kids would be getting out for a steady fifteen minutes or so. And then they would parade off to the drug store or the barber shop or the feed store. Right behind their mama.

And Margy had them kids standing at attention and saying yes ma'am and no ma'am from the time they could stand up and talk.

They ain't got kids like that no more. That's for sure.