My Grandma
She holds me when I'm sad.
Cant you see she's the best thing I've ever had.
She feeds me when I'm starving
And I'm sure to say "Thank You, My Darling"
Materialistic things are fine
But her personality is absolutely divine.
Her laugh is simply joyous.
And her looks, wow,
Perfectly gorgeous.
She doesn't have a "S" on her chest,
But just ask around Grandma Lillie is the best.
Superwoman doesn't dare compete.
Duh, she knows, its a automatic defeat.
Her greatest weapon is a bible.
The Devil, that's her rival.
He has no chance in this holy house,
Also thinking, neither does a mouse.
She keeps her house tidy.
Oh yes,
That's my Grandma, she's oh so mighty.
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