GRANDMA'S COMING!

By Richard E. Noble

Grandma's Coming!

Let's clean all the pots, and boil all the pans,
wash all the tots, and scrub all their hands.

I hope, in the plates, we can all see our face,
because ... "you know how Mother hates, dirt and dust all over
the place."

Clean up the shed, and pick up the toys,
make up the bed, and warn the boys ...
"Grandma's coming, so do what you're told.
No chewing gum, or guitar strumming,
you know, your ma's Mother's coming."

Let's make this house fit for a King.
We'll use the good silver and every fine thing.

Let's clean out the oven, which hasn't been cleaned,
since Eleanor Roosevelt's Mother was weaned.

Tell all the neighbors, we ain't gonna sell.
It's just Grandma, visiting for a spell.

There's only one thing that ruffles my fur,
If all year, this old place is good enough for me ...

WHY THE HECK AIN'T IT GOOD ENOUGH FOR HER!