Gramp
Gramp died on may 14
it was the sadiest day
I never want to repeat
we went to his fournel
and we went to his grave
and when we looked inside
we couldnt believe he really died
but as time went by things
werent the same
because gramp wasn't around
to make are lives complete
now nans alone in that big
empty house with no husband to
come home to when
she's feeling so alone.
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