[B-Chan]

The voices at the Bluebird
are calm and couth and still
Way out at Checkpoint Chicky
No Barney seeks a thrill
The Darling boys and sweet Charlene
Have put away their song;
No more the sound of breaking glass
For Ernest T. is gone.

The books are shut at Andy's house
where Ernest learned to read
And hangs the head of good Miss Crump
Whom Ernest loved indeed
A uniform of khaki cut
A suit of of Army brown
Lies tossed anside and empty now
For Ernest T. is gone.

And from the streets of Mayberry
Where children safely cross
To past the Moutain's lofty peaks
Where quiet speaks to loss
From high society affairs
To rudest cabin's lawn;
No more is heard "It's me! It's me!"
For Ernest T. is gone.

And lo, these many years gone by
Since first we heard his name
We never fail to find a smile
In thoughts of Ernest's game
Alas! No more! The credits roll
And episode is done;
No more the sound of breaking glass
For Ernest T. is gone.

Howard Morris 1920-2005

[silent_jonny]

No, Pa--that one makes me cry! ;)

Did you write that? It's very good.

[eyedigress]

"Old Aunt Maria"


Old Aunt Maria, jump in the fi-ah,
Fire too hot, jump in the pot,
Pot too black, jump in the crack,
Crack too high, jump in the sky,
Sky too blue, jump in canoe,
Canoe too shallow, jump in the tallow,
Tallow too soft, jump in the loft,
Loft too rotten, jump in the cotton,
Cotton so white she stay there all night.

CHARLENE: That's good, Ernest T.
ERNEST T.: Wanna hear 'Eatin' Goober Peas'?