The Grandma Poem
there once was a little old gramma
who lived with her little old llama
they tanned in the sand
by the beach all day
and there's nothin' you can say to get her away
from the ice cream cones
in different tones
like rasberry pink
and a strawbery drink
but the thing she loves
is the pretty white doves
and her little tiny
teencie weencie
granddaughter
Meg!
-by Meg
Thursday, February 19, 2004
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