Grandpappy's Talk
Grandpappy sat by my side one day.
A question was asked that left him dismayed.
I said, 'Grandpappy, where do babies come from? '
Hand on his cheek, fingers started to drum.
He said, 'Well madame,
forbidden fruit makes many jams.'
I laughed not knowing what he meant.
Forgot my original questioning intent.
I guess Grandpappy knew what he was doing.
He knew how to skirt my questions that were brewing.
16 May 2007
JoJo Bean
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