C. Neuroticus Absolutus
Feel the Appalachian breeze blow
Its warm breath on melting snow?
It’s sharing all its secrets
For those who want to know.
Smell the honeysuckle breeze?
Appalachian dogwoods vie to please
Your tired and hungry eyes,
Put your ravaged mind at ease.
Hear the Appalachian songbirds,
Not some ordinary wrongbirds,
Sing to soothe a restive heart,
Without the use of words?
See Appalachian critters courting,
Their new springtime furs a-sporting?
They’ll make you giggle, laugh out loud
With their humorous cavorting.
Taste Appalachian kisses’ thrill
From a lass who’ll break your will.
Get the preacher from the hollow,
Build your house upon a hill.