Grandma's Flown The Coop!
by Beatrice Boyle (Member) - published: July 20, 2004
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Has anyone here seen Grandma?
We've been searching high and low
It's time she joined the Seniors Home
But she doesn't want to go
She packed up all her make-up
Paid her Botox bill in full
Her kids think she should act her age
(She thinks that's a lot of bull!)
Her Hair Salon is worried
Her dye job is almost due
She comes like clockwork every week
They'll miss the revenue
The old age club is miffed
She never joins the group
And tries to lure the rest of them
To come and fly the coop!
Last week she went dancing
And partied all night long
Then someone handed her a mike
And she sang a bawdy song
Please help us to find Grandma
She's getting much too bold
She decided she's too young for us
And refuses to grow old!

------
Grandma Bea

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The following comments are for "Grandma's Flown The Coop!"
by Beatrice Boyle

granny
like it a lot---- i love the youth of old age when the old folks try to live it.

( Posted by: williamhill [Member] On: July 20, 2004 )

Second time around!
Thanks William...We do it so well having practiced it the first time!

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: July 20, 2004 )

Grandma
Jeez, Bea, she's at a RAVE! Go on, get her!

( Posted by: windchime [Member] On: July 20, 2004 )

Raving Mad!
Hell no Windchime, she'd kill me for raining on her parade!

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: July 21, 2004 )

Granny
This is so sweet!!! I want to be her!!

( Posted by: arc [Member] On: July 21, 2004 )

Run, Gran, run!
Bea, you continue to delight. I hope they never catch her, Strength to her old legs. regards huni.

( Posted by: Huni [Member] On: July 21, 2004 )

There's Life In The Old Girl Yet!
Thanks Arc and Huni.

Her knee's been recycled
Her fingers are sore
Her shoulders are aching
(Good God...what a bore)
But mention a party
She's raring to go
In search of a kiss
Under the misletoe!

Look out world...Granny's here!

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: July 22, 2004 )

Grandad

Has anyone here seen grandad
at the Hair Salon waiting on his wife
Desktop on the go mobile phone and all
up to date with techies minus any strife
Lookin in on old Lit.org falling by the way
searching through some history
to pass the time of day
The years flash by but he keeps fit
the best is now barely good enough
Plenty have fallen by the wayside
in a life where you need to be tough
He will be around for years to come
just dont get in his way
Grandads been around the block
he knows all the games to play

no time to edit....

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: January 26, 2012 )

Bobby's Buying at "G's"!
Keep on truckin' fellow Capricorn...meet ya at our centennial celebration...Bobby says it will be on the house at "G's"!

Bea

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: January 27, 2012 )

Act your Age
Grandad's full of aches and pains
his bones are growing weak,
but Judo's still his favorite sport
where his muscles he can tweak.
Although he sometimes takes a fall
when he see the youngsters fly,
he knows within his heart of hearts
he shouldn't throw them high!

Grandma now is kind and sweet
she's learned along the years,
that youngsters tremble at the knees
when facing all their fears.
She never throws them to the ground,
like Grandad does for fun,
she just kills them all with kindness
till they have to turn and run!

I think that all old people
should respect advancing years,
for youngster have to learn to cope
with all their petty fears.
It isn't really fair to them
if you don't act your age,
you really should start looking old
and act just as a sage.

But the good news is that youngsters
will be old, like us, one day.
And then, like Gran and Grandad,
they too can start to play.
So maybe it is quite alright
for us to have our fun
cause it's only when you're older
that life has just begun!

Ivor

( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: January 28, 2012 )

Over The Hill!
I seems absurd to me
That you think you are getting old
You're only in your sixties
No reason for you to fold
You still have your seventies
To look forward to
When aches and pains galore
Will grab a hold of you
And knees and hips and teeth
May all be brand new

But in your eighty's Ivor
Your life begins anew
When all your friends are gone
Perhaps your siblings too
Life can be sad and lonely
Thinking your choices are too few
But I know you Ivor
You'll not give in...not you

Like me, you'll look ahead
To a life that's just for YOU
Your chance to do just what you like
And to tell the world "go screw!"
You can sit up till the dawn
Rhyming poetry all night long
You can have a beer or two
Who's to say that's wrong
YOU are the Captain of your ship
Steering it where you will
Peering over the horizon
Instead of marching "over the hill"!

Bea

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: January 28, 2012 )

Eighties?
I remember well the 'eighties'
for I was 40 in this time,
but it took another decade
before I approached my prime.
Five years into millenium
I matured into an age
where life again began anew
on every single page.

Bea says when in your 'eighties'
some body parts renew,
Hip Hip Hooray to fix the faults,
maybe a knee or two?
But nothing really changes
with the things I always do,
I've always done just what I wish
and told the world "go screw"

( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: January 28, 2012 )

One More Thing!
Youngsters laugh at our "good ole days"
No Ipods, cells or weed
Mom didn't give you credit cards
She bought just what you need
Most kids had a paper route
If they wanted money to spend
Your parents were your parents
Not just another friend!

A loaf of bread was just a dime
And hand me downs the norm
No school bus picked you up
You had to hike it through a storm
We sat around the radio
The fireplace kept us warm
And listened to great artists
Like Opera stars perform

Families stayed together
Through good times and the bad
Always pulling for each other
And respecting Mom and Dad
I wouldn't change a thing
From my early childhood days
We were so much better off
Without all these modern ways

The woodshed was your punishment
If you misbehaved in school
For you were always expected
To follow the golden rule
There was never a question
Of calling your Pa for bail
No one I ever knew
Spent any time in jail!

So take your Ipods and pricey sneakers
Your flat tv's and such
I'll still take those good ole days
Thank you very much
There was so much love and kindness
And love for country too
We gave you a great foundation
The rest is up to you
I guess we didn't do too bad
They call us the GREATEST GENERATION!

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: January 29, 2012 )

So Right!
Bea,

I'm sure your reality and exquisit poetry can not be challenged....

Ivor

( Posted by: Ivordavies [Member] On: January 29, 2012 )

Saucy or Sassy

hehehe the Good Old Days

Those were of course the good old days
Lack of communication was the best Sauce (source)

Forget about starving people
Forget about the wars
Forget about the racism
Or any other Cause !!!
Maybe OK if you are White
and doing alright
My skin wasn't thick enough
to put up with all that shite
Teachers little Hitlers
Dad never stood "Your Ground"
Kids were just a nuisance
always hanging round.
Put em in the workhouse
make them act their age?
Don't answer clever questions
just hit them in a rage
They'll shut up alright
or will they fight ?
It didn't work on me "Thank Good"
Dad mellowed or got weak
But then I never was the kid
that turned the other cheek
So if brats are no longer angels
remember who is to blame
When Born they ALL were innocent
starting out on life's little game

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: January 30, 2012 )

babies?
"When Born they ALL were innocent
starting out on life's little game"

A few kids later and quite a few fostered I still cannot accept that babies are born "innocent"

Blaming upbringing for you faults is just an excuse to cover your personality and actions!

( Posted by: Ivordavies [Member] On: January 30, 2012 )

Suffer Little Children

Remember who is to blame......

Could be the one that didn't Kill them at Birth then ?

Or the Bad choice of Wife / Husband at conception.

Or that one drink to many and the Cookie Monster...

Unless the Devil Child is able to choose itself when and where to be born.....

I believe I am the product of many influences... bad and good.... but nevertheless.... I was influenced

If there is a Hell then there must be a Heaven

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: January 30, 2012 )

Older Generation
Who exactly are the "Greatest Generation"

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So take your Ipods and pricey sneakers
Your flat tv's and such
I'll still take those good ole days
Thank you very much
There was so much love and kindness
And love for country too
We gave you a great foundation
The rest is up to you
I guess we didn't do too bad
They call us the GREATEST GENERATION!

I just finished reading a book Vol 1 War in the Pacific (America at War) by Jerome T . Hagen Brigadier General USA.... it was more like a facts and reference book The author had signed it personally... Mar23 2012 at Pearl Harbor. "This is the way the Pacific war really was we must never forget" However he joined up in 1952 so missed it himself though he did fly in the Vietnam war..... The book briefly mentioned events prior to WW2 the Rape of Nanking during which time my dad was serving in Tientsin China.

I thought I was knowledgeable about WW2 but now admit I concerned myself more about the Atlantic Side of events with a little bit about Malaya Thailand Burma Singapore only because I was brought up (Secondary School) in that area and also later served in Hong Kong.

Basically I see no "Greatest Generation" Just a load of war and trouble which has continued: prior to... during... and after.... my own period of military intervention.

All those sweet old people in their Twilight Years are no different to us youngsters and our youngsters..... Cobwebs turned to Dust

That would make a Good Poem Tittle

Cobwebs turned to Dust

Hey Granny what yer doin here
tell me all about your life
Which side were on in the fray
etc etc

( Posted by: Fairplay [Member] On: April 22, 2012 )

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