Where this is going is that later on in life, Melba wrote music for Jack and Jill magazine. Thanks to E-bay, I can track down some of my family's past. Here's the cover and the music and lyrics from one of her songs entitled, "Song for a Summer Morning."
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I can't find the issue, but she had a song on the cover of Jack and Jill once. My mom used to sing it to us. It was called, "The Hippy Hippopotamus" and it went something like this:
The Hippy Hippopotamus
Took a ride upon the bus
All the ladies screamed and yelled,
"He's squashing us. He's squashing us."
2 comments:
That's absolutely wonderful!
Oh, the joys of technology...
It's screamed and "fussed." Your mother ought to know that. Weird... one of the only details I have for my blogging profile is that I am a grandchild of Melba. Only claim to fame I have.
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