We've been thumpin' on the melons
Tryin' to find us one that's ripened
But Pa says they'll be ready next week
And us kids had better stop our gripin'
I can eat a whole one by myself
Juice runnin' down my arms and chin
The sweetest taste there ever was
Gonna be hard to wait till then
Raisin' a garden is mighty hard work
Us youngins have to help with the hoein'
Won't be long till summertime's over
And back to school, we'll soon be goin'
Sometimes we sit around the back porch
Eatin' watermelon and spittin' the seeds
We spit some clear into Ma's flower bed
Growed melons amongst the roses and weeds
One day Pa told us the melons was ripe
And we could eat 'em after chores was done
Knives in hand, we gathered on the porch
I made sure to grab the biggest one
When your belly's so full, you start to belch
That's when you know that hard work pays
Yep, I reckon we got it pretty dang good
To be livin' in the watermelon days
Kathleen McCoy Eldridge©
July 20, 2007
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