Grannie’s Granny 
By JAMES A. SLOTE 
Sell thet ole spinnin wheel? la, suz! 1 mind, 
When I was yoim? and peert and ole Grannv kind 
Put baton in hand and said learn to turn 
For thet is the fust you-all must learn. 
Carded wool on the spindle next she put; 
Th-°n, one two three up and three two one 
Back— 1 was barefoot 
La, suz, how I learned to mak Q thet wheei hum 
’Sp ecially when Zekel a courtin would come. 
I allow 40 knots she could make in a day, 
And the old reel click twict, I heerd Zekel say 
At saying nice things Grannv sed Zeke was s i rk 
But he’s no flash in the pan ner a fly up the crick 
His 40 was good his ox team the b Q st, 
And soon, when alone, I was soianin a dress, 
For Zeke and me courted and Zeke an i me wed. 
Thet wheel spun his clothes until he were dead 
Will I sell thet ole wheel?-G! I see now you joke 
I 'lowed thet you merit it when fust you spoke. 
It spun mv babv’s fust dress -0! thet happv day 
Spun one for myself,in sweet yarbs laid away. 
