Ima Ryma

Grandchild By Marriage - Poem by Ima Ryma

Old Gramps still had a horn to toot.
While pursuing his wild night life,
He met a girl, both young and cute.
Soon after, they were man and wife.
Her name was Sue, and she was great
For Gramps - a loving, faithful bride.
He was captain, she was first mate.
They sailed together 'til Gramps died.
Sue and I were friends for a while.
From that stage, we began to date.
Then later, we walked down the aisle.
Gramps would have liked that twist of fate.

Being married is not so bad,
And, it made me my own granddad.

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  • (10/23/2007 10:48:00 AM)

    There's a comedian who does a routine about's quite hillarious! !
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 18, 2011

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