Grandma Wrecked My Tricycle


Grandma wrecked my Tricycle
She said she drove just fine
Off she went right down my street
Towing my mothers clothes line
I tried to tell her as she left
She hooked it as she passed
She peddled as fast as she could go
While trying to give it gas
Grandma please come back I screamed
As neighbors mailboxes she did cream
Then through their flowers she picked
up speed
No ones warning did she heed
Grandmas never been that fast
She should know it don't use gas
Without warning I heard a crash
Grandma screamed I'm out of gas
I'll never ride my tricycle again
There's not one part she didn't bend.

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