Grandma Glasses
By tibi popovici
Tue, 17 Feb 2015
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There is no evening passed
As my grandma not showed up
With her pair of glasses
red-ketchup
She had several pairs
One for the tv,
Hidden behind the ears,
Another for the newspaper,
Hidden by her hair
Then, she had others
To read novels,
To listen to the radio,
For knitting or cooking.
I often get impressed
When none fit
She wear two,
Altogether.
I, being curious,
Asked her what she sees,
She looked at me with her big eyes
Smiling, stretching and
Take and see!
I took them
And for first time I saw
That I got four grandmas there
looking like they broke the law
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And the wolf... ?
Permalink Submitted by agnosticnun on
And the wolf... ?
Kristi
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