She's into contact lenses - and she varnishes her toes. Unlike some other grannies who are home before it's dark, She's dressed up in a tracksuit and jogging in the park. And when I wish she'd stay sometimes and tuck me into bed, She's off to yoga classes where she's standing on her head.
Some grannies sit in rocking chairs and crochet shawls indoors.
My granny jumps upon a horse and rides across the moors. They rocket round the countryside and end up in the pub. And on the homeward journey, like a flock of singing birds, They harmonize old favorites with very racy words. I love my little granny, I think she's really great. Author Unknown, but if you know, please tell me so I may make the correct attribution.