Grandma Decorates the Porch
Melody looked lovely sitting on her kick back porch swing this morn
I knew inside was her gorgeous son, a little baby newborn
How had she had time to decorate this gorgeous autumn porch?
She introduced me to her mother, a lady named Mrs. Morch.
Lovely Mrs. Morch had baked scones, and she invited me.
To partake in a snack, along with unsweetened peach tea.
Your porch is terrific, I told the young mother, who nodded her head.
Mom did it while the baby and I were snoring away, she said.
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