Thursday, February 19, 2004

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

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