Granny’s House

Grandma swore when she spoke

And with her tongue

She gave a nasty poke

to anything Grandpa said

Good or bad

Heaven didn’t give a giver

So much as a liver

as when Grandpa done did her

despite the misgivings

he knew he’d have

That smile on his face

shows no grin

just a plastic case

for a load of sin

that he knows

when Grandma ain’t around

Now, nothing made my manhood hurt

more than when I took a look up grandma’s skirt

And

When I asked where everything was at

Grandpa interrupted and said,

It’s all in her head!

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  1. It reminded me of my grandparents!! An amazing piece of poetry…

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