Our Nan
She’s always very clean and neat
With chocolate, sweets and other treats
When mummy says no, nanny wins
Like when we want to do baking
Peek-a-boo to nursery rhymes
Mischief making, pull faces times
Lots of games and lots of laughter
Silly times like when nan’s dafter
At the park on swings and slides
When it rains build tents and hide
We like to colour and do dot-to-dots
Remember banging spoons on pots
Nan could really not be sweeter
Playing games she let me beat her
She’d pick me up and hold me high
And if I fell, she’d wipe my eye
Finger prints on walls and glass
She’d potty train, help wipe our * (bottom)
It’s did not matter, we’ve no doubt
Making memories it’s about
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