My Grandma
My grandma was not, at all, an attractive woman
She was, as a matter of fact, rather common
She was short and broad, which made her obese
But, she was never reluctant to say her piece
Her face was chiseled like the Egyptian sphinx
From her long, braided hair she combed out the kinks
She was blinded during childhood in her left eye
Was, to my knowledge, never known to tell a lie
As I recall, there was not a real tooth in her head
At meals, she always laid out a handsome spread
She was the best granny a kid could ever have
Told me many things that gave me a belly laugh
Whatever she lacked in physical appearance
She made up for from her years of experience
All in all, she was quite a formidable dame
In our community everyone knew her name
Though when I was young, she seemed rather old
My sweet grandma had a heart of pure gold.
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