Shawn Jones Poet Prose Poetry

Grandma Trot

GRANDMA TROT

THIS IS HOW MY GRANDMA
MAKE’S IT UP THE STAIRS
SHE DOES THE GRANDMA TROT
AND THEN PUSHES THE WALMART CART

SHE GOES THROUGH DAY BY DAY
MAKING HER WAY
GETTING UP AND DRESSING
DOING THE GRANDMA TROT
SHE GOES BACK UP THOSE STAIRS

SHE HAS FRIENDS AND FAMILY
WITH HER GRAND KIDS
SHE DANCES THE TROT
SHE JUST DOESN’T STOP

BUT SHE DOES TAKE A BREAK
AT MC DONALD
SHE LOVES TO EAT THERE
HER CHILDERN AND GRAND KIDS
DRINK WATER ON THE ROCKS
PUTTING ON THEIR SOCKS

LET’S DO THE 
GRANDMA TROT

BY; SHAWN JONES                      12/05/08

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