They said that I could
But that I just wouldn’t.
I knew that I would
But that I just couldn’t.
Grandy said that I
Probably shouldn’t
So I didn’t.
The Grandies by Elaine H. Leone
A whimsical and timeless collection of verses celebrating the joys of the grandparent-grandchild connection
They said that I could
But that I just wouldn’t.
I knew that I would
But that I just couldn’t.
Grandy said that I
Probably shouldn’t
So I didn’t.
The Tucker twins did jumping jacks
And exercised for fun.
The Burton boys, while watching them,
Were not to be outdone.
They leaped out of their apple tree
And, landing on their feet,
They did a couple of jumping jacks
AND cartwheeled down the street.
Another neighbor kid named Fred
Stayed in his yard and stood on his head.
Maxine Tyler likes to boast
That once she really saw a ghost.
Since that night was Hallowe’en,
We all knew it was Jeffrey Green.
He couldn’t wait to scare Maxine.
My book report was on “Moby Dick”,
A very exciting tale
Of Captain Ahab and his crew
And their search for the great white whale.
When Moby Dick bit the boat in half ,
Some of the boys had a nervous laugh.
But I guess
The girls thought he would chew the crew up.
Abby cried, “OH OH OH NO!”
And Pammie threw up.
Jill had a gymnast for a sitter
Who could do amazing tricks.
She had baby sat for Jillian
Since Jillian was six
But once an older sitter came
When Mom went on a trip
And Jill was disappointed
That she couldn’t do a flip.
“She couldn’t even do a BACK FLIP, Mom!
Don’t call HER again.”
“Gobble, gobble, gobble,”
Was all I had to say
When I was the turkey
In the school Thanksgiving play.
The Pilgrims and the Indians
Chased and overtook me
And, though I gobbled very loud,
In Act 11, they cooked me.
Thank you for helping me build the plane.
It seemd an impossible task.
You just came along and helped with it
Without my having to ask.
It’s standing now in a special place
Upon my bedroom shelf.
Somehow you just knew it…
That I just couldn’t do it
Myself.
You are a very good grandfather.
Just turn the log a little.
I love the company.
Somebody heat the coffee.
Somebody dance with me.
Jack fell off the Johnson’s wall
And landed on a boulder.
He landed with sufficient force
To dislocate his shoulder.
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When I go to play at Zack’s,
His mother always gives us snacks.
He likes to fool around and joke
And then I have to laugh and choke.
I’m really glad that Mrs. Hoover
Can do that Heimlich guy’s maneuver.
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Poetry doesn’t have to rhyme,
But most of these verses do.
Sometimes I sing as I write them.
You might want to sing them, too.
(The way it works with a Grandies rhyme,
you can change the tune almost every time.)
“Where are we, dear?
I don’t recognize this town.”
(We were out on Sunday
Just driving all around).
Noah said, “It’s Trash Can,”
And it made my mother smile.
“No kidding Mom, I saw the sign ...”
TRASH CAN 1/2 MILE
You never have to be lonely
Or wonder what you can do.
If you can read, adventures
Lie ahead of you.
Read!
Oh, please do read, dear hearts,
Whenever you have a moment free,
And if you don’t want to read alone,
Come over and read with me.
I would love to have you.
That’s what Grandy says.
Once we went to Kalamazoo
In Michigan, you know.
We rode in the car for hours and hours.
The trip seemed very slow.
So I dreamed of monkeys, chimpanzees
And imagined all the laughs,
But there were only aunts in Kalamazoo.
There were no giraffes.
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