An Ordinary Day On The Plantation

Southern Hospitality

An Ordinary Day On The Plantation

(Southern Hositality)

Who dares to serve me tea with lemon?!

On my own plantation born in heaven

Flowing in the land of milk and honey

For the good of all humanity... SOMEONE

He, she, it or them must be punished

Perhaps eradicated is the proper term

Bring me a rope, a tree and a culprit

That they might dangle in the wind

Wrath is a wondrous thing...don't you think?

Who dares to come between me and proper tea?!

For this outrage someone must pay a penalty

It's an atrocity, a crime, a sin against all things green

How does one make a perfect day complete you ask?

Preferably with a lemon tree and someone swinging from it

The blossoms are so sweet...as my tea should be

Tea with honey, served with toast, crunchy on both sides

Orange juice, freshly squeezed and a smiley face is sweet

It is what we call justice here in the south

But now comes breakfast with a biter taste

With someone swinging by the ancient porch

Under the golden sun and canopy of love

To their biter end

Lemon flowers are so pretty and serene

In fact intoxicating as we watch the hired help

Dangling between the lovely branches

A hard days work for honest wages

Is what it is all about...here in the south