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Grandma

Oh granny oh granny what shall we do

You’ve put bananas in your stew

A dirty lampshade you wear as a hat

And you’re talking to the old stuffed cat
.

Oh granny oh granny what shall we do

You can’t go out in a pink tutu

The Wellington boots and cycling shorts

Are not the things a granny sports
.

Oh granny oh granny what shall we do

I’ve grown so very fond of you

You’ve been here since I was a pup

Now I’m afraid they’ll lock you up
.

Oh granny oh granny what have you done

I know you think you’re having fun

But throwing eggs at a policeman, well!

You’re going to wind up in a cell
.

Oh granny oh granny, alright ok

Looks like you’ve gone and got your way

Pack your bags, don’t make a fuss

You’re going to come and live with us

© 03-02-09

— shazbat, Feb 03, 2009

About This Poem

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Region, Country: Norfolk, UK, GBR

Favorite Poets: Kipling, T.S Eliot, Hilaire Belloc, Ogden Nash, Spike Milligan and many more.

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Lonnie

17 years 4 months ago

LMAO!!! I truly Love it!!!

Shazbat, you are indeed wickedly humorous and glibly gifted! Another fine example of your poetic expertise!
infinite_dwarf

infinite_dwarf

17 years 4 months ago

John

What a hilarious write! Poor 'ole granny. This reminds me of the grandmother in Garfield - a hootchie mama just wanting some fun! ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- -"As you slide down the banister of life, may the splinters never point in the wrong direction!" -"God is good, but never dance in a small boat."
shazbat

shazbat

17 years 4 months ago

Thank you Jess, this is

Thank you Jess, this is based on my own granny, she passed away shortly after breaking her hip at the age of 97, she was doing the Can Can at the time. Glad you enjoyed it Regards John