Nearing Ninety

My Granny’s nearing ninety,
I don’t know what to do.
She’s started wearing leather
And has got her first tattoo.

My Granny’s nearing ninety.
It’s time we had a talk.
But Granny isn’t listening,
She’s deaf from heavy rock.

My Granny’s nearing ninety,
She really should take care.
I shout, “Slow down!” as she roars past
On her Biker Chick wheelchair.

©2013 Rebecca Colby

One Response to Nearing Ninety

  1. Jennifer says:

    This is my personal favorite….

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