Last weekend when we were in Vermont, I suddenly remembered the lyrics of a song my sister (and perhaps her husband) made up about an imaginary restaurant, Pork and Cork. I don't know what triggered my memory.
Joanna had a talent for parody. I remember a lyric about her lawyer to the tune of the Spiderman cartoon,
"Is he bald? Listen bud, he's so bad he wears a rug."
Her song that I remember best was written for Jeff's friend after Jeff's bachelor party; the tune was "The Ballad of Jed Clampett."
Listen to a story about a man named Jed
His plane was late, so he didn't get fed
He started to drink without any food
Later that night he was acting crude
Puking, that is.
Well, the next thing you know, ole Jed's puked up his guts...
She definitely had a flair for music. I miss her songs.
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