To Arlene Holcomb

(June 26, 1948 - Reception at Odd Fellows Hall)

by George Albert Leddy

There was a young maiden, her name was Arlene;

A fairer young maiden, you never have seen.

She met a young fellow, his title was Gene;

And they fell in love—you know what I mean.

Now that is the reason, we’ve gathered tonight:

To give her advice, and to set her a-right.

We came here to tell you, and we hope you will listen:

There’s a lot more to love—than just huggin’ and kissin’.

You’ll find very soon, there’ll be things you’ll be needin’;

When your Mom and your Pop, discontinue the feedin’.

There’ll be rent to be paid, and grub to be boughten;

And lots more expenses, that can’t be forgotten.

And you’ll very soon find, that you can’t keep a man,

If your aim is to feed him—just out of a can.

Now love is a thing, like a fire that’s burnin’;

To warm a young heart, who for friendship is yearnin’.

But one little mistake, is like a bucket of water;

And again you will wish—you had stayed Daddy’s Daughter.

And as the years pass away, there will be a chance maybe;

In the form of a sweet, little pink, darling Baby.

And when the Old Man, is a-walking the floor;

You’ll be lucky as hell—if there’s love anymore!

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