Christmas At Grandmas
To be honest this year i'm broke,
You could laugh it's hilarious but seriously it's no joke,
And everyone ask's do i have plans for christmas nope,
I'll probably sit around grandmas phone, play Yahtzee and crack jokes,
In hopes she'd let me try her jumbo chocolate chip hit cookie dough,
Before and after she put it in the stove,
I'll say high to all my cousins and even the ones that i barely know,
Give my uncle Matt a hug because he's always on the road,
My little nephews 8 and 4 years old,
Debate which present they'll unfold in hopes that it'd be gold,
But those little rascals are on santa's no no's,
Because someone likes to throw peanut butter all over each others clothes,
I know my sister Debbie has a heavy handful,
Even though it's only them two many stings they pull,
We all visit grandma Anne's cabin in the woods,
As strange as it sounds the memories are always good,
Granny always gets teary eyed when she realizes how tall we stood,
Her little ones have learned to fly in the sky but just as we should,
During Christmas time at grandmas it's always love and we always leave full!
Copyright © Key V. | Year Posted 2016
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