Madame Sat-her-day

 

 

Let me introduce you

To Madame Sat-her-day,

Just like you say the day in the week

Say it the very same way.

 

A very simple lady was she

In a straightforward way,

Five days she laboured and work

Did Madame Sat-her-day.

 

This was her Sabbath

Though she was not SDA

But she made it her covenant

Did Madame Sat-her-day.

 

She was Adventist, you see,

She believed in the Advents:

The first in a Bethlehem manger

And the second, a future event.

 

Her family and her neighbours

Knew her quite well

And if they forgot her chosen day

Soon they’d be able to tell.

 

For once by her window she sat

All knew it was Saturday

All others could work, but not she,

Was what you’d hear her say.

 

So, for all you housewives

Who’ve been working all week

Do like Madame Sat-her-day

And give yourselves a treat.

 

Get your husband’s permission

To take off the apron

And operate like Madame Sat-her-day

In a similar fashion.

 

Five days to labour

And to do everybody’s work

But on the sixth day, your Sabbath,

It’s time to become inert.

 

Like Madame Sat-her-day

Just one day a week

And you should start from today

Even as I speak.

 

 

Here’s a little footnote

That I really should not miss,

Though Saturday is her rest day

Sunday is still on her list.

 

That is for God especially

As in the traditional way

But make no mistake about day #6:

That’s for Madame Sat-her-day.

 

Wifey, don’t take me seriously,

Your name is Every-day,

That’s unlike Madame Sat-her-day;

She can stick to her way.

 

Stewart Russell © June 25, 2022