Our quasi-quarantine reached its fortieth day today (how biblical - but we're still counting), and happens to coincide with the neglected tree lover's holiday Arbor Day. As we contemplate sitting out more time, I'm reminded of a song the incomparable Mabel Mercer used to sing...
I'm pretty sure among the recordings Victor Preller introduced me to there's another verse where she smiles into the already slightly absurd Arbor Day too, rhymed - why not - with Pearl Harbor Day.
Just one year from today
Will be the first anniversary
Of the day you went away
I won't call, I won't write
Not even one little cursory greeting
On each holiday
So in the spirit of friend to friend
Here are the wishes I'll never send
Seasons greetings, Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year
Bon voyage and April Fool
Lots of Easter cheer
Joyous tidings on your birthday
And on March 17
Won't you be my Valentine
Happy Halloween
Have a lovely Labor Day
Please enjoy Good Neighbor Day
Happy payday, merry May Day
Have yourself a nice VJ Day
And while you're living Thanksgiving
Shine on Harvest Moon
Button up your overcoat
And get well soon
Peace on earth, Get Out And Vote!
And get well soon.
I'm pretty sure among the recordings Victor Preller introduced me to there's another verse where she smiles into the already slightly absurd Arbor Day too, rhymed - why not - with Pearl Harbor Day.
