Grandma

Please don't kiss Grandma
With your wrinkled worn out skin
Your breath like stinking ashtrays
With an undertone of gin.

I really love you Grandma,
But when it's time to leave
You always try to kiss me
And it really makes me heave
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Agustin Avatar
June 24, 2025 at 11:51 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Mcconnell Avatar
November 22, 2018 at 10:01 AM
Great write Twig, really enjoyed this! Great stuff, Gordon
Bangalee Avatar
November 22, 2018 at 4:28 AM
You always try to kiss me / And it really makes me heave /// lovely poem
Krutsinger Avatar
November 21, 2018 at 6:37 AM
Hilarious! I am a grandma, and I laughed aloud at this one.
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