Wishbone - Clutch

For Thanksgiving we had 'tatas

Succotash and rutabagas

Then came turkey from the oven

Broke the wishbone

Covenants were sealed and set

On the losing end of a wishbone

And I won’t pretend not to mind

Christmas Eve we ate at Aunty’s

We had some ham glazed with honey

Rolled the yule log on the fire

Threw the hambone to the dogs and went to bed

On the losing end of a wishbone

And I won’t pretend not to mind

On the losing end of a wishbone

And I won’t pretend not to mind

In the morning the weathercock was heard

Asking what we had learned of the Earth

«Is it a round place with deserts and oceans

Housing as many winds as one might wish?»

We were standing by the gate

He said, «Oh my, it’s getting late!»

Then he took off flying to the south

With a black snake in his mouth

You can shake it, break it or glue it whole

No two ways about it with a broke wishbone

On the losing end

Shake it, break it or glue it whole

No two ways about it with a broke wishbone

On the losing end

For St. Patrick’s we had cabbage

Corned beef stew, egg salad sandwich

Then came whiskey from the basement

Danced all night into the dawn

Then held our heads

On the losing end of a wishbone

And I won’t pretend not to mind

Losing end of a wishbone

And I won’t pretend not to mind

Losing end of a wishbone

And I won’t pretend not to mind