Catching Grandma In Her Undies
Some weird loud song from the sixties blasted
As we entered grandma’s farmhouse
She was not expecting us, but we knew she would be pleased
We wanted to show her that we could drive now.
My twin suggested grandma might be in the living room
She was not there, but the music was a bit louder
We opened the door to her bedroom
She was dancing in her underwear
We promptly shut the door
And knocked, too late to un-see what was already seen
Can you believe she has matching bra and panties?
We giggled all the way home that day
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