by Lynette Sullivan, age 10 

One cold day I made hot cocoa
Grandma came and ate it all.
Then she took off for the mall
and didn't even buy mea toy.
One day later it was still cold
I made a cup of soup and played with mold.
Grandma came and wouldn't you Know she couldn't resist
my mom just had to insist she stay.
She ate it all and then ranaway
I don't know why but she had to fly.

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