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Grandmother

Dear Nanna,  

I have a bone to pick with you,

Mom says she was an angel,

I wanna know if its true.

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She says that she was stronger

And always way ahead,

But snores before night’s tale is done,

And crashes on the bed!

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She always topped her class, she said

And did stuff on her own.

But when I ask my doubts,

She needs to check her phone.

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Please tell her how you get

The soup to taste right,

She always makes mine runny,

Then says what’s with my appetite.

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Yesterday it so happened,

And Nanna, this I qoute,

The loo’s closed on Sundays, said she,

Though my back teeth were afloat.

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You always have an ear for me,

And two soft helping hands.

Wish mom had time to spare, like you,

Then things would be just grand.

.

ยฉSai

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Written by Sai

When thoughts began to rhyme,
And lines found a heartbeat,
I transformed from a dentist to a poet.

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