Date: Tue, 20 Jan 2015 16:27:05 -0500
From: “N.A. Booko”
Subject: Tomorrow I’m gonna . . .
Tomorrow I’m gonna rake the leaves, scrub the floors, fix the latches and oil the doors-
I’m gonna do all those things that need be done- Even if it kills me- One by one.
I’m gonna make good those pledges, clip the hedges and tell V.S. she looks so silly in wedgies-
Gonna get right to doing those piles of papers, shilly shallie around and plan my next Halloween capers-
Tomorrow I’m gonna find a great big net, get together with Scarlet, snag and bring back our Rhett.
Then I’ll have a Butler, but no maid- The chores before me now becoming an endless parade . .
I’m shore gonna think on it- So what else can I say? I’ll wait- After all, tomorrow IS another day . . .
N.A. Booko
N.A. Booko- Gone with a whim in Chatham County