Gin Soaked Granny
You think that she’d have learned by now, to hide it
But no, and those around her must abide it
Sometimes, we'd like to knock her off her fanny
‘Cause we all know, she’s just a Gin Soaked Granny
She stumbles in out and out of bed all morning
and never will she heed our sober warning
before she drinks, she’d better read that label
the bottle she left somewhere on a table
For Gin Soaked Grannies always need their glasses
and sometimes they forget with time that passes
that yesterday, the rats she killed with liquor
should she drink, would only make her sicker
Copyright © Mike Gentile | Year Posted 2021
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