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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