Now, I am always banging on how Chinese are polite
But today this old granny gave everyone a fright
Marched across the road, while the traffic lights were green
Stopping the cars
Man, she looked mean!
Moving like a bulldozer
From her path people fled
Had that look on her face..
Mean. Like I said
A woman on her phone
Not watching the show
Soon felt her wrath
As grannies trolley ran over her toe!
No one said a word as she Marched into the shop
And if they did I wondered
Would they get a karate chop!
It is a peaceful town
Of troubles there's not many
But take some care
And beware
Of Hornsbys irate granny.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments4
Enjoyable little read, thank you
No, thank you!
you are very welcome
Every town’s got one of those! Fortunate for you (or not so much) it hadda be yer Nan.
Mine passed long ago. This one looked like she could catch flies with her chopsticks.
Wow, a sight to behold, I’m sure (and from a safe distance as well)!
Youth is no match for the treachery of old age. Loved the poem a most fun read.
Thank you, she was strangely entertaining!
A fine write, 2781.
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