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The Confession

Well, here's another Granny story
That woman did it all
She was even a sumo wrestler
And she was only four foot tall

Now, my granny's seen a lot of things
She even lived thru the great depression
No, I'm not talking about the crash of '29
I'm talking about her last confession

I reckon she told that priest some things
That could take the hair off my mother-in-law's back
She said it didn't help her feel any better
And that the priest kinda smelled like a yak

I guess, you really have to know my granny
That woman has such a way with words
She picked up a thing or two in high school
Cause she only went out with the nerds

Well, now back to the confession
You see, my granny really spilled her guts
By the time she got done telling it all
The priest just laughed and called her nuts

Now, my granny didn't like this much
That's when she set in to cussin'
She called that priest every name in the book
And that's when they really started fussin'

That priest got my granny in a headlock
But my granny was way too stout
Remember, my granny was a sumo wrestler?
So she knocked that "yak" priest out

Well, that's the end of my story
And don't worry about my granny at all
She started a sumo wrestling league
For priests only four foot tall

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