Saturday, September 16, 2006
When i was 23,
i married a widow who was as pretty as could be
the widow had a grown up daughter who have a hair of red.
my father fell in love with her, and soon they were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life.
My daughter was my mother, for she was my father's wife.
Although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then became a brother in law to dad.
And so became my uncle,
Though it made my very sad
For if he was my uncle,
Then that also made him a brother to the widow's grown-up daughter.
Who of course, is my step-daughter.
Father's wife then had a son,
Who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandson,
for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother and it makes me blue.
Because although she is my wife, she's my grandma too.
;rock YOU.
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