Dinner at my Grandma's can drive a kid to fits, <br />The last time she fed me pig poo and olive pits! <br />This time was even worse; she cooked a big brown snake! <br />The food was a nightmare, though I was wide awake! <br />Caterpillar cornbread, a sliver of liver, <br />Bumble bees mixed with peas! How can I forgive her? <br />She force-fed me spiders, a hedgehog and a half, <br />'Eat those sweet lizard feet, ' she told me with a laugh. <br />My eyes ran out of tears, from all this child abuse, <br />She even made me drink a glass of onion juice! <br />Poison ivy salad that made my insides itch, <br />I'm starting to believe that grandma is a witch! <br />I begged and I begged, but of all the twisted things, <br />For dessert she brought out some buttered beetle wings. <br />Dinner at my Grandma's can drive a kid to fits... <br /> <br />It's better when she feeds me Goat Guts and Garlic Grits!<br /><br />ToddMichael St. Pierre<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dinner-grandma-s/
