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[bodytext] => Early to rise, daylight is burning! Schooled at home; such was her learning. Bible study on the porch swing; Hope chest waiting for a gold ring; (She was an old fashioned girl). Buttermilk biscuits rolled by hand; Orchard fruits she jarred and canned; Churning butter soft as silk; Filling pails with sweet cows milk; (She was an old fashioned girl) Darning socks and mending dresses; Braiding rows of tangled tresses; Gingham blue and buckled shoes; Bows and ribbons, precious few; (She was an old fashioned girl) Bonneted to church on Sunday: Hang wash in the orchard Monday; Knowing he will find her one day; Pinning all her dreams on someday. (She was an old fashioned girl) Heaven knows how hard she tried; Learning at her mother’s side; Good girls never drink or swear; Gamble, lie, or take a dare; Cross their hearts and make a sign Safely tucked in bed by nine. (She was an old fashioned girl). One day came a fancy Dan City dweller full of plans; Walking thru the pastured farm Down the meadow arm in arm; Made her laugh, she saw no harm. Brash and bold his scheme designed; Offered up blackberry wine; Waltzed her through the saloon doors; Danced her cross the polished floors Til her tousled braids were spinning Surely this could not be sinning! In the street the sun was setting; Bets were made on her forgetting! Mother’s words rang in her ears; He beseeched her heed her fears! Thus, to mother's wish resigned; They jumped in bed at half past nine. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 211 [topic] => 7 [informant] => softerware [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => HumorPoetry )
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