ecclectica

grampa

by Mary Anne Lamy

grampa can i see your knife
	now dont touch boy
	its mighty sharp

grampa can you cut my meat
	here boy
	the knife ll do the trick

mom says my nails are dirty grampa
	what you need is a knife
	it ll keep your nails clean and pared

hey grampa this string wont budge
	here i ll cut it
	now spread the hay around

thanks grampa
for the knife
its just like yours
 
	you take care of it now
	and it ll last you
	all your many days