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Grandma

Grandma was so nice
Always plenty of gifts
For the kids at Christmas
Never worried about the price
Oftentimes the generosity
Included, in their pocket, a twenty
But then came the shock
When on her door there was knock
A crack team of cops
For she was a drug pusher
And, oh so sad,
So many depended on her.
They found her stash
They found her drugs and
Loads of cash.
And thus they took her away
To jail, where for a good while
She would stay.
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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