Grammy i can't believe your 56,
older then the speed limit,
i just have one hope,
you turn out to be a hermit,
Yeah you have Grey hair,
but that doesn't matter to me,
i don't care what you look like,
cause i love you and i hope you see,
other grammy's have nothing on you,
they have more wrinkles then a sharpei,
and the color of there skin,
all wrinkly and Grey,
and your boobs,
they are bigger then watermelons,
but that's a good thing,
other old peoples are the size of muffins,
you might be getting older,
but you still are young inside,
and we all know you are wild at heart,
so don't let it hide,
you can dis better then anyone i know,
mom ain't even got nothing on you,
oh and by the way,
this poem is totally true,
you could be fat or skinny,
red,purple,or blue,
it wouldn't matter,
cause i would still love you,
yeah your getting over the hill,
56 was that older then Jesus,
but my love for you,
is priceless,
so today you got a year older,
but that just means more memories to make,
oh and beware,
cause i might push your face in the cake..........................
