Grandpa's brains never once gave me stripes
When over meals I nitpicked...tripes
Detesting the taste and sight of tomato
Grandpa said is a good health motto
Grandpa's brains took mama to hospital
Where I was born bouncy and tall
Soon to learn the ropes from grandma
Who would toil day and night for mama
Whom she educated in primary school
Ensuring quality and value she injected in full
Curing my loathing for sums
Grade seven results we reaped from love dams
Now a teenager of seventeen
I value wisdom as I push eighteen
Tapping grandpa's brains
Tomorrow I'll tinker with my own trains and tame rains.
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