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If grandad really loved me... (he told me so, he said) He recited scary stories As I lay in my bed. He lit the fire that warmed me And kept it burning bright, He gave me cheer throughout the day And comfort through the night. He shared my weekend tea with me, We two a jolly team; Pouring out the ginger beer And serving cakes and cream. His cleverness he lent to me And showed me what to do He taught me how to spell my name Keep my own council too. But granddad never told me, And I could ne'er perceive; If grandad really loved me so Why, then, did he leave?                               ASJ
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Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 10:53 AM UTC
Reflections of Grandad
If grandad really loved me... (he told me so, he said) He recited scary stories As I lay in my bed. He lit the fire that warmed me And kept it burning bright, He gave me cheer throughout the day And comfort through the night. He shared my weekend tea with me, We two a jolly team; Pouring out the ginger beer And serving cakes and cream. His cleverness he lent to me And showed me what to do He taught me how to spell my name Keep my own council too. But granddad never told me, And I could ne'er perceive; If grandad really loved me so Why, then, did he leave?                               ASJ
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M/Yorkshire, England
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 10:53 AM UTC
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