Lye Soap

[stoutfellow]

While I was washing the dishes this afternoon, an old song from my Scouting days came to mind, and, well, it's National Poetry Month. Doggerel counts, doesn't it?

Have you heard
Of Grandma's lye soap,
Good for everything
In the home?
And the secret
Was in the scrubbing
It didn't suds, it didn't foam!

So sing right out
For Grandma's lye soap
Sing right out
All over the place!
The pots and the kettles
The dirty dishes
And for your hands
And for your face!

Little Herman
And brother Thurman
Had an aversion
To washing their ears.
Grandma scrubbed them
With her lye soap
And they haven't heard a word in years!

So sing right out...

Mrs. O'Malley
Down in the valley
Suffered from ulcers
I understand.
She swallowed a cake of
Grandma's lye soap;
She's got the cleanest ulcers in the land!

So sing right out...

(Thanks to countrycousin for a correction to the lyrics.)

Comments

[stoutfellow.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, I wasn't asking about "The M.T.A."; I've got two different recordings of the Trio performing it. One is, I think, the original, and the other from years later - it includes a lot of, well, just messing around.