The Forbidden by Alice Langston
Grandmother’s home is filled with Mary’s stuff.
Trinkets and knick-knacks line the shelves, all within our clutch.
In every room these treasured items collect dust.
You can look, but don’t 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 don’t 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, they’re 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 can’t we touch?
Sister and I mustn’t be disobedient. Oh, we’re just gonna bust.
In every room Mary’s treasures collect dust.
We mustn’t touch.
To Mary these baubles are not junk.
In every room these treasures collect dust.
Grandmother’s house is filled with the second wife’s stuff.