In Russia it is said that chickens are milked, and cows carry eggs. (A mockery of those who believe ridiculous rumors.)

Around the corner and under a tree…

Around the corner,
And under a tree,
A sergeant major,
Once said to me,
“Who would marry you?
I would like to know,
For every time I look at your face,
It makes me want to go
Around the corner,
And under a tree…

I am thinking…

My grandma taught me this song as a tiny boy. It seems to put life in a perspective that makes sense….her and I would tool on down the road in her 1945 Buick and fly on the hilly roads of life, singing this song at the top of our lungs…

Thus, I sing it all the time…

WtR

About the author

A survivor of six heart attacks and a brain tumor, a grumpy bear of a man, whom has declared Russia as his new and wonderful home. His wife is Russian and she puts up with this bear of a man and keeps him in line...

Thank God for my sweetie and Russia...

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