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

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Beata Agustin

Date: 6/24/2025 11:51:00 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.

Gordon Mcconnell

Date: 11/22/2018 10:01:00 AM

Great write Twig, really enjoyed this! Great stuff, Gordon

Mahtab Bangalee

Date: 11/22/2018 4:28:00 AM

You always try to kiss me / And it really makes me heave /// lovely poem

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 11/21/2018 6:37:00 AM

Hilarious! I am a grandma, and I laughed aloud at this one.