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gran'ma's teeth!
i can remember,
'round the age of 17;
i pulled a trick on gran'ma,
it was really kind'a mean!
while gran'ma was sleepin',
like a spy underneath;
i crept into her bedroom,
& swiped her false teeth!
early the next mornin',
i heard someone fussin';
pots & pans were a' flyin',
as it soon turned to cussin'!
i stepped into the kitchen,
gran'ma was squishin' tomatoes;
she reached under the cabinet,
& hit me with a bag of potatoes!
stars, moons, & saturn,...
swirled above my head;
gran'ma was on a rampage,
i thought for sure i was dead!
i raced into my bedroom,
reached under the bed;
pulled out a jar of dentures,
to the kitchen i quickly fled!
there stood gran'ma,
madder than the maddest cow;
she slapped me with a douche bag,
i let loose a screechin'..."OWW!!"
i learned a lesson that day,
it's better to keep the peace;
old folks ain't nuthin' to play with,
especially when it's their teeth!
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