The Forbidden by Alice Langston

Grandmotherís home is filled with Maryís stuff.
Trinkets and knick-knacks line the shelves, all within our clutch.
In every room these treasured items collect dust.
You can look, but donít touch!

Trinkets and knick-knacks line the shelves, all within our clutch.

They were bought at the sale barn, a box for a buck.
You can look, she wags, but donít touch!
Empty Avon bottles, seashells, toy trucks-they are like candy to us.

Bought at the sale barn, a box for a buck-
worthless baubles that are nothing but junk.
But these sparklies and toys - they are like candy to us.
Why, oh why such a fuss?

These baubles, theyíre nothing but junk!
Grandmother would never have permitted such bunk...
Why, oh why the fuss?
My sister and I, we must be disobedient or we will bust.

Our Grandmother would never have permitted such bunk.
Why canít we touch?
Sister and I mustnít be disobedient. Oh, weíre just gonna bust.
In every room Maryís treasures collect dust.

We mustnít touch.
To Mary these baubles are not junk.
In every room these treasures collect dust.
Grandmotherís house is filled with the second wifeís stuff.




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