Rose Recovers

Caroline, I . . .
 Never mind
 I wanted to tell you
 My father is coming for Chanukah soon
 So let's make up the guest room
 When you get a second
 And also, uh, next Sunday
 Could you ask Dot and Emmie
 To help with a party from seven to ten?
 I'll have to ask Dottie
 I was only trying to help you, you know?
 With the money
 It was only a game
 So sue me already
 Miss Crabby Appleton
 I don't know what's eating you
 Some people!
 Honestly, there's oppression and misery
 And then there are people
 Who are just plain nasty
 Just trying to be friendly
 Just trying to be a friend
 Anyway
 The shirt's still good
 Look, where the quarter was
 You can almost read the little writing
 Liberty
 In God We Trust
 You must've been ironing mighty hard
 That's why the clothes come out so crisp
 General George Washington would approve of you
 How're those kids?
 Those kids of yours?
 Got to get the clothes out the dryer, Mrs. Gellman
 Some folks goes to school at nights
 The shirt's still good
 Just a little burnt
 Some folks march for civil rights
 Take it
 Or use it for cleaning or something
 Some folks prosper
 Then they's those
 Picking coins from dirty clothes
 See you upstairs!
 Caroline
 Something else in your mind 'sides jingle bells?
 You the queen of
 "Keep at bay what was once or might have been"
 Little change
 And strange to say
 Yesterday come crashing in