Lemon Curry?
© 2025 by Walter Reimer

Bernie Phlute ©  EOCostello
Titles and Filk suggestion by  Major Matt Mason
Filk by Filthy Fred of Hemel Hempstead
Suits by ‘Rick’ of Altoona

Thumbnail art by  RockBaker

Epilogue.


To the town of Saint Maria
Came a stranger one fine day
Didn't speak to furs around him
Didn't have too much to say
No one asked the stork his business
No one gave him any lip
The tall stork there among them
Had severe post-nasal drip
Post-nasal
Post-nasal
He had post-nasal drip

It was early in the morning
When the train came into town
He was coughing and a-sneezing
And he looked pretty run-down
“Who’s this odd bird who’s alighted”
Came the question from each lip
“What could be his business here
With severe post-nasal drip?”
Post-nasal
Post-nasal
He had post-nasal drip

In the town there lived a druggist
By the name Laredo Ted
Lots of folks took his medicine
And none of them were dead
He was a good cat and honest
And pretty young at thirty-four
And his shop was on Wisteria Lane
At number fifty four
Fifty-four
Fifty-four
His shop was fifty-four

The stranger came to the saloon
And he ordered him a beer
“I don’t think I’m sick,” the stork said
“But don’t you get too near,
I’m not a passing player
I’m not here to play guitar
But is there someone living here
Who can remedy catarrh?
The catarrh
The catarrh
The stork had the catarrh

The townsfolk they pitied him
And after he had his drink
A mel took him to see Laredo Ted
Ted says “I can fix you up, I think;
It’ll take just a few minutes
And you can get back to your train
But keep a bucket nearby
When your sinuses start to drain.”
Sinuses
Sinuses
When his sinuses drain

The stork thanked Laredo Ted
And he drank the potion down
“It might taste of lime and turpentine
But it’ll do your self up brown.”
The stork made his way to the depot
And he got back on his train
And as the train set off headed north
His sinuses began to drain
Sinuses
Sinuses
His sinuses began to drain

It was over in a moment
But the old folks they still recall
The stork with the stuffed up beak
He was a stranger, thin and tall
Oh he might have stayed a while
Took a rest from his northward trip
But he only stopped for a remedy
Of his bad post-nasal drip
Post-nasal
Post-nasal
His bad post-nasal drip

Post-nasal
Post-nasal
He came looking for a remedy
For his bad post-nasal drip
Bad post-nasal drip





Yes! It’s . . . THE END!



BERNIE PHLUTE WILL RETURN
IN ‘THE SWEET ZWIEBACK AFFAIR’