I told my hubby I needed the cash
So I helped him clean up the cans and trash.
It was lots of work and made me hump
For we hauled 3 loads to the river to dump.
And this poor little rhyme,
They may yet charge me a dime.
I'll try to write a better one some other time!
by: Audra Hassard
Out in my back yard in a pen,
I'm feeding each day just four dozen hens.
I gather their yellow eggs with care,
And with my Lord, my profits share.
by: Mrs. Buckner
O my, I baked a pie;
It would have given a man the chills.
I hiked uptown and what do you think?
I sold it to Milton Hills.
by: Faye Cole
To save a dime
I made a rhyme.
I am so wondrous wise.
And also earned my quarter,
by pressing my husband's ties.
by: Vernie Napier
In days gone by you all have learned
That a quarter saved was a quarter earned.
If today I had stayed away,
I'd have two quarters instead of one to pay.
So my quarter was made by coming to aid.
by: Bertle Cavenee
I studied, and I studied, I studied all day.
How twenty-five cens to the aid I could pay.
So I went to the house and sat in the shade,
While the old hens laid the eggs.
by: Mrs. Tom Bell
First I put the ingredients together,
Then I stired and beat 'til light as a feather,
Next a nice hot fire to be sure it would bake
And after a time, it was a finished cake.
One part was wrapped in a paper brown
and sold to a lady who resides in this town.
The twenty-five cents I bring today
Is to be used for the new church in the wisest way,
You'll surely admit this is not much of a rhyme,
But it may answer the purpose to save me a dime!
by: Mrs. Bertha Pack
Mrs. Roy cole is very shrewd and sometimes funny.
She is the president of our Ladies Aid
And sure is after the money!
She wants it for a noble cause
And everybody knows it
so everyone should pay her part
Before she goes and blows it.
I have some pretty Buff Rock hens
And they're not alike a dummy.
They lay so many precious eggs
That is how I got my money!
by: Mrs. Clarence Wilkinson
They talk about your earning quarters
But it ain't so easily done.
I earned mine by setting type
And I had a lot of fun.
They hired me, I say they did;
And when my debt was paid,
I came right down to Mrs. Coles
and gave it to the aid.
by: Mrs. McIver
A washboard and tub, and an awful big rub,
Is the way I earned this quarter
For the Ladies Aid, just as I orter.
by: Minnie Utt
I went to the aid and my quarter I paid.
With eggs from Old Biddy and Thrifty.
One dozen she laid, which I sold to a maid
To help build our new church so nifty!
by: Mrs. Rush
I hope the Ladies Aid will get 100 quarters more
Just like the one I earned
By sweeping the floor of the Dry Goods department
of the L. C. Adams Store.
by: Emma Grant
A baby cap I crocheted,
It earned my quarter for the Ladies Aid.
by: Mrs. Capps
All day I washed with might and main
For folks both rich and poor,
And then from out my meager gain
I gave a worthy store.
by: Mrs. Kraut
Says biddy hen, "Cackle, cackle,
There's nothing too hard for me to tackle.
I lay the eggs for you to sell,
For your twenty-five cents, and all is well!"
by: Hattie Schwartz
I have been busy; I would have you know,
To make my quarter, I had to sew.
by: Mrs. Webb Ward
Instead of going to the picture show
I stayed at home and saved some dough.
I think a quarter is the money I made,
By staying at home and going to aid.
by: Bessie Osborn
I popped some corn, as sure as you're born,
To sell at the Princess show.
Now here is the quarter I have earned,
To make the new church go.
by: Mrs. Kemp
Twenty-five cents last week I made
So I would have it to bring to the aid.
I'm glad to give it, for it is right,
If I did wash clothes till almost night!
by: Mrs. Harp