I love my Granny, she’s great fun,
We go for walks ‘cos she can’t run.
She knows great stories she can tell,
she takes me to the park as well
She gives me treats and special things
And when I sleep she softly sings
I love my Granny Oh so much
Her gentle voice and loving touch.
My Granny cooks the nicest treat
And Granny’s treats are hard to beat
But she’ll never let me eat a lot
She says “Be thankful for what you’ve got
“her yummy food’s just what I like
gives me strength to ride my bike.
Hello cruel world, I’m here to join this circus.

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