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Best Poem
(retyped verbatim
from hand-written submission)
My memories of the MoonPie go back about sixty three years or maybe more.
There were three sisters, Oneida, Willie Sue and Martha Deming. We were
known as the Deming sisters. We lived in Silerton, a small town in West
Tennessee. It had two stores, post office, barber shop, train station
and
two churches, a Baptist and Methodist, and a Junior High School.
We lived close to the school and were allowed to go home for dinner (now
lunch). So at dinner time we three would have a race to get home first
and
raid our hen house for the eggs. I think we had about five or six laying
hens at the time. The lucky one would gather up the eggs and run to Raymond
Fitts' store and use the eggs to barter for a Moon Pie and a Pepsi Cola.
I remember Willie would win most of the time. So Oneida and I, not wanting
to think she was the best runner would say that her teacher let her class
out early since we were each in a different room. We were allowed to leave
the school grounds at recess also so sometimes we thought she would go
home
then instead of playing to check the hen nests and hide what eggs she
found
until the dinner hour. We never could prove this though.
I remember we could get a Pepsi Cola for two eggs. I can't remember about
the Moon Pie but it was probably worth two eggs also. Sometimes when the
hens would not cooperate with us Mr. Fitts would let us owe him an egg
or
two so we could get our treat.
Nearly every time we went to Fitts' store to get our Moon Pie and drink
there would be two of our schoolmates there eating a Moon Pie and drinking
a
Pepsi Cola. They were Curtis Fry and Buster Murley. My sister Willie wrote
the following poem about them:
Moon Pies
Buster Murley again once more
Will eat his dinner at Raymond Fitts' store
And with his boyfriend Curtis Fry
They will buy a Pepsi Cola and Moon Pie
To Curtis the Pepsi Cola and Moon Pie is a grand old dinner
But the Moon Pies are making him thinner and thinner
To Buster the Moon Pie hits the spot, two big bites, that's a lot,
And on a Pepsi Cola he can sip,
But the Moon Pies are putting his butt in the eclipse
1941-42 school year
Martha Deming G.
Jackson, TN
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