Mrs. Teabody's "Got" a Brand New Car
Papa's Got A Brand New Bag Come here sister... Papa's in the swing He ain't too hip... about that new breed babe He ain't no drag Papa's got a brand new bag Come here mama... and dig this crazy scene He's not too fancy... but his line is pretty clean He ain't no drag. Papa's got a brand new bag ~ James Brown Good Harvest Moon -lit Morning from Chez Teabody where all the house is still asleep except for Mrs. Teabody who is feeling especially accomplished this morning having put all the pesky post to rights yesterday afternoon. Do you allow your mail to pile up, Gentle Reader? Mrs. Teabody tries not to, but it just happens. The stack begins with a handwritten letter or card too precious to be torn open when one does not have the time or mood to appreciate its thoughtful contents. Before one can say U.S. Postal Service , the initial treasure has been buried by the robot-generated offers from credit card companies, the qua