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Ketty's Kitchen

Ketty's Kitchen

Timothy Underberry

Ketty they say
Was a former Rockette
With legs that stretched
From Broadway to Boston

Besides her sons
She raised cain ever so cleverly

Her hair was red
But never on fire
That happy grace of hers
Was always inspired

A saucy tomboy
Who made men
Feel like
Men again

She was a shy cook
With stagefright
Around her oven
Every night

Overcoming
All odds
Dishing out
Spoonfuls of Lovin'

Ketty's Kitchen
Is always cookin'
Especially when
Nobody's lookin'

Faces melt and
Minds explode
Feet never touch
The ground

A lefty's leftie
With a natural knack
She threw the ball
Like Sandy Koufax

Her gifted son
Took as good
As she gave
Until that day

On occasion
She'd hit the town
Clown around with
Louie Armstrong

Best of buddies
She and he
Gin and tonics
Platonically

He loved her biscuits
She his jams
At times they disagreed
With Uncle Sam

Christmas Eve
Beneath a fedora
Ketty snuck herself
Into McSorley's

Ketty's Kitchen
Is always cookin'
Especially when
Nobody's lookin'

Faces melt and
Minds explode
Feet never touch
The ground

Ketty was
A Hippie
The first
One ever

She wrote
The book
On
Happiness

Too
Few
Have
Read it

© 2016 – 2023 Timothy Underberry. All rights reserved.

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