Grandma Comments
You rocked on your porch...Negroes nodded.
You inclined your head...to position hair combs.
Then fumbled over blesed beads
Whose creeds you crankily mumbled.
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This is an exceptional rant, revealing as much about the author as it does the grandmother she so reviles. An uncompromising, harsh narrative, you describe with incredible passion your vile harradon of a grandma with a personal invective that is truly compelling. This one blew me away! love, Allie xxxx
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3/17/2026 9:42:55 PM # 1.0.0
Strange what we remember when we're older.