By: David W. Clare
Having fun doing the hoola hoop
Grandma yells at us to quiet down
We act like clowns jump up and down run around shhhhh!
Soon lunch is ready we eat outside
Grandma cooks for us with her
Old fashioned pride...
Grandpa snores asleep, were not allowed to touch his new TV
Us kids get most every thing for free
Do behave or no more candy
As our uncle sips on his crystal glass of brandy
Our school teacher told us all to think
When we grow up were not allowed to drink...
We love grandma's basement...
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