Grandma Has Color Now
Grandma always wanted color in the house
But grandpa said no
She threated to leave him
She threatened to go
He told her to go ahead
acting like he did not care
She stayed around until his death
upon a kitchen chair
Two weeks after he died Grandma began to spend money
This was forbidden when she lived with her honey
She threw out the browns and blacks and brought color in
We loved the changes she made, this was a big win
She painted her walls,
She painted her chairs
She knitted pillows and afghans and such
Her house is full of color now, thank you very much!
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