POEM : What To Do About Grandma

When grandma goes to sleep at night,I shut all the windows and doors.I put cotton in my ears because, well,my grandma snores. She snores so loud it jiggles the houseand makes the shutters shake.One time our neighbors ran out screaming - they thought there was an earthquake.

When grandma goes to sleep at night,
I shut all the windows and doors.
I put cotton in my ears because, well,
my grandma snores.

She snores so loud it jiggles the house
and makes the shutters shake.
One time our neighbors ran out screaming -
they thought there was an earthquake.

Another time she snored so loud
our ears and noses almost bled.
Now everyone runs for cover
when my grandma goes to bed.

Yes, grandma is known for snoring.
She’s known all over town.
Even power saws and freight trains
tell my grandma to pipe down.

She’s louder than a motor bike
or a great big thunder clap.
Oh dear! Oh no! I’ve got to go!
It’s time for grandma’s nap!

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