Good Morning Mr. Henderson





Making sure everything that was neat and nifty




Tulip snaps on her ever so large clip-on earrings,




dolls up her face like she did in nineteen-twenty.




Rushing slightly for it would soon be twelve thirty




Half-past noon, Mr. Henderson would be hosting




She sat prim; he was a divine and smashing man




Mr. Henderson appears smiling, “Good Morning”




She was always there, since 1920, a sincere fan.




Lola arrives from school, throws off her sweater



“You ought to be ashamed! In front of Henderson?”



“ For heaven’s sake it’s only Telly grandmother!”




Lola sighs, could old Tulip ever betray this delusion?








“Please excuse her behavior!” Tulip whispers to the glowing television.



Mr. H continues “Coming up on today’s show, the flappers’ fashion!”
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