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"Snuff"
by
Jo Ann Mann
Just a pinch underneath hubby’s lip
Makes him spit in a container
Grandkids pick it up for a sip
Doesn’t make grandma any saner
What is good about this brown juice?
Makes grandpa’s remaining tooth yellow
Hasn’t helped him to reduce
Grandma threatens to find another fellow
He spits outside of church
Makes all the women sick
Hits the tree they planted, the Birch
Set there in memory of poor old Mr. Kindrick
Don’t hit him on his back
He might accidently swallow
The putrid spit of black
Throwing up is sure to follow
What is grandma to do?
She loves this man so much
Grandpa makes her laugh and coo
Taught her to drive the pick up with the clutch
Now grandpa is a real good man
Loves his wife as she is his miss
He does all he can
But grandma just won’t open her mouth for his kiss!
What is this stuff called snuff?
Brown stains on his cuff
Things around here are getting mighty rough
Because Grandma has had enough!
Posted November 4, 1999