(Roots and herbs favored again.
Physicians said to have tendency to abandon compounds and favor old time
remedies)
I
like the good old songs the best,
I like the good old folks;
I
like the good old atmosphere,
And like the good old jokes.
And
now the doctors one and all,
At least the papers say,
Are
going to cure their patients’ ills
The good old fashioned way.
To
rhubarb, peppermint and dock
We raise our new shappo;
To
sage and composition tea
We knew so long ago.
On
dandelion and thrumwort,
We place our roll today;
We
hail the roots and herbs that cure
The good old fashioned way.
So
start your hop beds up again,
And let your catnip grow;
And
dig your swamp root from the swamp
As you did long ago.
Brew
on your stove the boneset tea
You relished childhood’s day,
We’re
going to cure new fashioned ills
The good old fashioned way.
May
9, ‘10
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