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The Mauby Woman.

The Mauby Woman

   I remember the good old days
   When the Mau by Woman would pass our way
   Especially out by de big plantation
   With workers toiling in de hot, hot sun.

   On her head she balanced that jar with such style
   And on her face was always a friendly smile
   As she turned the tap to fill the cups
   Our faces too would soon lighten up.

   As we drank the Mau by, golden brown
   She always had enough to go around
   She knew how to make us as happy as a lark
   With that wholesome drink made from a tree's bark.

   Unfortunately, gone are the days of the Mau by Woman
   This drink is now sold at stores by the gallons
   Just add the syrup to water and stir in a cup
   Delicious Mauby, Let's drink it all up.
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Title Annotation:POETRY
Author:Goddard, Dwane
Article Type:Poem
Date:Mar 22, 2007
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