I do want a grandpa,
And maybe even a grandma.
My friend, Bill, has both.
His grandma is so nice.
She let me sit on her lap.
I felt so warm and neat.
While in his grandpa’s attic,
We saw wonderful machines,
And so many other things—
All of them so strange to me.
My friend Tommy’s grandma
Makes such really great cookies.
Ma, where is my grandpa?
May I borrow your grandpa
For just a week, or so?
I’ll return him unharmed
And just as good as new.
If only there was someplace
We could rent a grandpa,
Or a grandma for a day or two.
Wouldn’t that be really swell
For those of us without either one?
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