Grandma and the King's Son

"Yes ma'am," the boy told grandma.
"Heard about you out here in the living room from mama.
About nine-thirty last night you were laughing, mama says."

"The king's son was there, in my dream," grandma explained.
"'Like meat loves salt' he claimed he loved me. I was young.
And when they got a right long ways off, his guards I mean,
squintin' squirrels were the only ones left to see us."

Grandma just laughed and hollered last night through the whole dream.
"The two boys slept on, too tired to notice," Mama added.


Found poem using arbitrarily selected first phrases on pages out of Grandfather Tales, edited by Richard Chase.