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Me Mudder Poem from Old Territorial Prison - Yuma, Arizona
Yuma prison main guard tower
Yuma Territorial Prison State Historic Park, Arizona
Poem titled "Me Mudder"
" When my prayers were early said
Who tucked me in my widdle bed
And spanked my ass till it was red?
Who lifted me from my cozy cot
And set me on an ice cold pot
And made me pee if I could or not?
And when the morning light had come
In my widdle crib I dribbled some
Who wiped my tiny little bum?
Who did my hair so neatly part
And pressed me gently to her heart
And sometimes squeezed till I'd fart
"Who looked at me with eyebrows knit,
And neatly had a king size fit,
When in my Sunday clothes me shit?
When at night the bed did squeak,
Me raised me head to have a peek,
Who yelled at me to go to sleep?
Photo of my Grandparents
Yuma desert - Shows racing vehicles
Is the Yuma prison haunted?
Yuma, Arizona and environs
Picking Winter Lettuce in Yuma, Arizona
Yuma River Tours
Discovered during my grandparent's travels...
This poem was discovered and carefully hand copied by my maternal grandfather who saw great humor in it while visiting the old territorial prison in Yuma, Arizona.
My grandparents often escaped the cold Wisconsin winters by traveling south. They had the time to leisurely explore the many southern states and check out the different sights and places of interest that crossed their path.
Yuma Territorial Prison State Park
One such location that they discovered on their sojourns is now a State Historical Park in Yuma, Arizona. It was the first prison in that part of the country and operated from 1876 to 1909. The three foot granite walls actually changed purpose during the years between 1910 to 1914 and became that area's high school. During the Great Depression it served to shelter homeless families.
After the old territorial prison no longer functioned as a useable building for housing prisoners, much of the materials used for construction were hauled off and utilized by the community of people residing there for other purposes. What remains to be seen today are the cells, the main gate and the guard towers.
This State Historic Park sits high up on a bluff overlooking the Colorado River. The Sonoran Desert surrounds this area and it is a hot and dry location.
At the time the prison was built, the land adjacent to it would have been inhospitable and because it was remote from other more settled locations, escapes were seldom. If escapees were found, they would then have a ball and chain attached to their leg to wipe out any further thoughts of doing such a thing. A few people were killed during escape attempts. 104 people are buried in that prison cemetery.
Overall, other than putting up with loss of freedom and having to withstand the extreme heat of the area, the prison experience there was actually rather humane for its time. Read some of the highlighted links for further information.
This poem so amused my grandfather that he memorized it and often recited it through the years to groups of family members and friends. Supposedly it was written by one of the inmates of the prison. (Author unknown).
I thought that I would share this bit of my family's history with you so that you can enjoy this bit of humor that we have thought amusing for many years.
Though my grandfather has long ago gone on to the next life, this hand-written bit of poetry that he copied down on a piece of paper has survived to entertain future generations of people who may never get to read the original in the old territorial Yuma prison.
2 Vintage postcards of the same motel in Yuma, Arizona
Two vintage postcards
My grandparents when they traveled took a few photographs but they largely relied upon picking up postcards of places that they visited and in which they stayed while on vacation. Both of these vintage postcards above show the same lodging from different angles. On the back of both the same is written...
Coronado Motor Hotel
233 4th AVENUE - YUMA, ARIZONA - On U.S. 80
Recommended by Best Western Motels, AAA and Duncan Hines. Telephone 3-4453. Room phones. The Sunshine Capital of the United States.
Color Photo by Bob Van Luchene
Published by Petley Studios, Phoenix, Arizona
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© 2009 Peggy Woods