(This is from Dan Well's Summer Poetry Challenge.)
It's time for a little humor. This is another poem/lyrics from a song I learned at Girl Scout camp, when we lived in the Philippines back before there was dirt.
Long Johns
author unknown
I have lost my underwear.
I don't care; I'll go bare.
Bye bye, long johns.
They were very close to me
Tickle me. He he he.
Bye bye, long johns
If you see them you'll know where to find me
With my bare bum stickin' out behind me.
I have lost my underwear.
I don't care; I'll go bare.
Long johns, bye bye.
Independence Day
As a military brat and an Army Vet, this holiday means a lot to me. I posted about some of my feelings on Memorial Day, so I just wanted to share one of my favorite patriotic songs. This one always reminds me of one our gravest times as a nation--the Civil War.
My ancestry includes people who fought for the South. While I'm proud of their willingness to fight for what they believed, I'm glad their side lost that particular battle. And speaking of battles, I lurves this version of The Battle Hymn of the Republic. It gives me chills every time I listen to it.
I was the choir director at my church for five years, and we were able to perform this once. It took months of practice, and we didn't have an orchestra to help. But still.
Usually I didn't mind doing that church job because, hey, I didn't have to face the congregation. I just had to face my choir, and we were used to working together. But they really needed me to cue them in a lot of places for the piece, and I'm not musically trained.
Scared me to death.
My hands shook so bad as I conducted that I had to pull my thumb in so it wasn't (quite) so obvious. But it was still a thrill and one of the highlights of my life, to be honest, to be part of it. I cried. The choir cried. Members of the congregation cried. *sigh*
Awards
I would like to acknowledge Sierra McConnell over at The Writer and the Resin Roommates for kindly giving me two awards. You should check out her blog. She's braving the July NaNo.
