“Card Playing, Grandpa Joe”
“Grandpa Joe, why are you hiding in the kitchen?”
Oh, Grandma Sue, quit yer bitchen’!
I’m famished — leave me alone,
My stomach is growling, with a nasty tone.
“The guys are wanting to know where you went,
Are you coming back, that’s why, I was sent.”
I’ll be right in, tell them to deal the deck,
I’ll finish here, just wanted a sandwich, what the heck!
Sorry boys, I was hungry, I’m back, deal me in,
I’m in a swinging mood tonight, I feel I’m going to win!
Hey, wait, these aren’t the cards I gave you to deal!
These cards have naked women on them, what’s the deal?
“We wanted something less boring tonight,
So, we thought maybe a different sight!”
I don’t think so, this is my house, get out go home!
I’m not that kind of Grandpa, I have grandkids that roam!
“Okay, we’re leaving, we didn’t mean to get you mad, good-bye!”
This, proud Grandpa’s not going to cry.
I’m going back to my sandwich in the kitchen,
Wifey better not complain again with her bitchen’.
Cause I’m in a happy mood now,
But my stomach sure could eat a cow!
Some great friends, I thought I had,
All they did today was make me mad.
So much for a fun card night,
I’m just glad there was no fight.
Crazy girly cards are uncalled for,
I didn’t know I was such a bore.

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