Making Fun of Her Grandson

turquoise hair and pink stripes!
his mother must be proud!
giggling and poking fun commences.
annoyingly mean and loud.

I am proud of him,
his grandmother says with pride.
I love crazy punk stuff,
now you two better hide.

the bullies ran off in haste
For they could see she meant it.
teenager with the wild hair
loved hearing grandma vent it.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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