Granny Knickers Poem by Lee Fones

Granny Knickers



my poor old Granny
forgot her frilly knickers
her name was Franny
and walked along to vicars

she sat down open legged
her knickers she'd forgot
vicar looked up and begged
and spotted a fly to swat

with newspaper he hit hard
old Granny not impressed
then like a slice of lard
he rubbed it on his vest

moving towards another chair
sitting there very swift
he forgot about Auntie Claire
on that chair her ashes sift

no worries he though
as he stroked the arm
Granny looked rather fraught
then again she did charm

vicar shouted at Granny
'where are your knickers? '
'vicar' said she 'very canny'
out from handbag snickers

Monday, November 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: humour
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