My Granny
May Malone
Was a lovely lady
Sadly she was alone
Grandpa died when I was ten
I remember his grave stone
All that time back then
Granny was such a brilliant cook
She didn’t have to use a recipe book
She cooked straight from the heart
To her it was a simple art
Mushed up cabbage was simply delicious
But the sheep brain butties I was suspicious
Thought it was cottage cheese
I said no thanks, oh please!
My mum did laugh
I spat it out with upmost wrath
She thought it was funny
I washed out my mouth
Then grabbed some honey
We had such fun way back then
And fun with grandpa before I was ten!