My Grandma was a wonderful woman
For her wit genuine
She was embodiment of grace
That we find now-a-days scarce
When parents were away
She looked after me with great care
Hell a lot of work she had at home
She used to leave me in my cousin’s care
When she had to go to the local market
One day she told: look, what have I brought…
I have brought an ice cream!
Alas! It ended up in my scream
For only stick was left with!
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