Poetry
Your grandson is yours,
He is all in the family.
Born of your daughter.
That you can see. He cries,
plays,and laughs.
No one understands, some-
times, But Oh! My he’s
still your grandson,Peggy.
He eats very much. Oh! very
much.
Davonne, Is his name.
He will be a nice
brother to all mankind in
the world.
He’s your grandson and a
cousin to many.
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