COME INTO THE WOODSHED!

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Posted By: Nancee(McMurtrey)Seifert (email)
Date: 1/5/2002 at 14:38:03

Leon Reporter
June l8, l894

Come into the woodshed, dear sonny, come into
the woodshed with me, for
I feel it my duty, my honey, to double you
over my knee. There's a
shingle prepared for our coming, a long one
of well-seasoned oak, and I
propose to set it a-humming and make the dull
atmosphere smoke. Pause
now till I read the indictment, or rather
indictment for sins, and cork
up your show of excitement until the real
circus begins. Of late I have
noted with sorrow you lingering when school
was dismissed, and promised
each day that the morrow should see you this
folly resist. I am also
informed by your mother that Sunday you went
to the spring and soused
your half-witted brother and killed a few
birds with your sling; and
more I've been told of your tying an innocent
frog to a stick (tut, tut,
there is no use of your lying) and letting it
float down the creek.
Moreover you know what I told you the last
time we fished at the brook,
and how I was tempted to scold you for
putting live frogs on your hook.
And worse than all that, I'm observing
tobacco stains down on your chin,
and your solid interest subserving, it's time
for the fun to begin. So
into the woodshed, my beauty, we'll go with
the steadiest nerves; now
watch your old dad do his duty, and try to
get onto his curves.

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Copied with 'much interest' by Nancee (smile)
December l2, 200l