‘Old Granny Grumps!!’💕

Oh how she romances in her bed

As her cotton sheets are but the silkiest satin, smothering her wrinkled skin, amidst her hazy head

Even though this little, fragile old lady is bed-ridden..who says that romance is dead

Goodness knows where her fabrication flows to and what follies lies ahead..

And as she lies there lost in loveliness, this takes away all her pathetic pains

Whilst her slender arms are wrapped around her lover’s broad shoulders, that big old moon above waxes and wanes

Totally unaware, from the corner of her mouth, saliva slowly drains

Oozing out tiny trickles showing streaks of saturated stains..

Awww but she is in perfect heaven..such a sheer beautiful bliss

Oh if only she could stay asleep forever and never, ever wake up from this!!

And as Grand Mamma is sleeping, three tiny tots stand by her single bed

Trying their utmost not to make a sneaky sound as they giggle and turn rosy red

But ‘Old Granny grumps’ is snoring and clutching onto dear life to tattered Ted