Rocking Chair Pops


Rocking chair Pappy
So boisterous and happy
He found a nice place
Without any grace
From an open door
That leads to Jack's door
He rocks more and more
Past the old music store
In his thick fleecy coat
He nays like a goat
Grand Pappy's so funny
As he sings about money
No hustle or bustle
No nettle or thistle
In a world upside down
Grand Pappy's a clown

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