Grampa's Revenge

GRANDPA’S REVENGE I see him sitting by the radio Ears cupped to hear the score Won’t wear his hearing aid, Says he doesn’t need it any more Grandma’s watching television (Lawrence Welk is on tonight) They argued every Sunday But he never won this fight! The Yankees were in the playoffs Grandpa pleaded to no avail He even tried to bribe her But Grandma would always prevail She loved the Champagne Lady And all the bubbles shimmering down And the lovely voice she had And, of course, the beautiful gown Then, Grandpa would turn the volume up So the Umpire could be heard And Grandma would start to shout That she couldn’t hear a word! They argued over everything Food…politics…wine Yet in retrospect I can see Their marriage was really fine Grandma was inconsolable For months after Grandpa died She never left the house again She just sat inside and cried But I knew Grandpa had the last word And things would never be the same The day that I found Grandma Watching the Yankee Game! Copyright(c) Beatrice Boyle (All rights reserved)