My Granny

My granny is a chatter.
A chatter-box is she.
She cooks and chats and bakes and chats,
And chats and cooks with glee.
My granny is a chatter, chatter, chatter
A chatter box is she.

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My granny is a blether.
A blether-box is she.
She talks and laughs and chats and hoots,
She blethers lots with me.
My granny is a blether, blether, blether
A blether box is she.

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My granny is a texter.
A texter-box is she.
She texts and swipes and texts and taps,
She taps and texts and rings and swipes,
My granny texts until collapse
A texter-box is she

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My granny is a helper.
A baby on her knee.
She helps and wipes and cuddles and cooks,
One baby, two and three.
My granny is a helper
A helper, helper, helper
A baby-helper’s she.

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My granny’s a coffee-drinker
A coffee-drinker’s she.
She’ll drink a brew
‘Ok, just one or two,
Oh go on-make it three!’
My granny loves her coffee
But if not coffee, tea!

For Isobel Boyd x