There is this fine young man

Who lives next door to me

I like his name, it's Travis

This boy is very nice, you see.

One day I asked him, "What's up?"

He said, "Teaching my pup to walk"

I had to laugh for the pup was frolicking

About the mower as Travis and I talk.

Travis comes to make a short visit

To see if I'm alright

He told me of the ducks he got

When on his pond, they're a pretty sight.

The last time Travis came to visit

He told me of a visitor I'd had

A bushy - tailed gray fox in the yard

It eyed my birdhouse! Ye ! Gad !

I wonder whence this gray fox came

Was told they're raised nearby

Now and then, a fox is let loose

It was pretty, but oh so sly!

Travis told me of the quails around

So, that was the bird that would not fly

When I was mowing the yard one day

It would not fly! I didn't know why!

I told him 'bout the bird I saw

He told me why it could not fly

No tail feathers does the quail possess

To keep it balanced in the sky.

He has a Husky! I have a Husky

So far, we've never had a race

My Husky takes me to get the mail

Then back to the garage and into it's place.

The Bailey's moved next door from Athens

About a year ago

Should ever I need to call for help

Just phone and let them know.

Vina Carathers

July 21, 2000