DAYS OF OUR BACKYARD SQUIRRELS
The quartet gathered on the branches of Maple #1 on Brick Street, with a few others keeping time cracking walnuts together, for an old-fashioned songfest. The first number was a 20th Century jazz standard from the Roaring Twenties. It goes like this: "You're the cream in my coffee, you're the salt... Sign in to see full entry.