My grandparents are as old as stars that twinkle Their skin is saggy, baggy and wrinkled They say subtly racist things that make me feel funny And when they pass away they'll leave me lots of money My grandparents smell like oats and aftershave And they never miss a chance to tell me to behave You'll lose this debate in so many ways And I'll say with my grandpa, "those were the days".
we are going to rap about grandparents whoever has the better rap wins, as decidedby the voters.
News of them has taught me more, Thanks to ma grandma,I know now what a long life's for When I met her she felt me beat of heart, But through he I found thekinder, gentler, patient part. WORD TO YOUR POST!
My Grandparents live in Florida where it’s hot They play bridge on Sundays and drink Ensure a lot They make me watch movies that expired with disco And they force feed me snacks from box that reads “Nabisco” They take me to the movies and their senior price makes me weep By the end of the opening previews they are always asleep It’s not that bad until they start to snore in dreamy sin And I have to use my popcorn to wipe the drool from their chin
I love my grandparents, even though they kind of smell I never tire of their stories and they always wish me well They buy me Christmas gifts, usually a decade out of fashion But I love them just the same and I sense their true compassion Though they may not have a flatscreen, and their house is freezing cold I’d be honored to have their character when I’m 70 Billion years old