Grandma's House

When I was in school ,

The main street in town was all dirt ,

But it was my home town .

At noon the whistle would blow

And some kids would flip the u .

I would go to grandma' house .

She would feed me much more than food .

Grandma's house had a rap around porch

And her house sat on a corner along the HWY

But her front door was never locked .

Anyone could just walk in and go to sleep

Or have some fun

Or get some education from grandma .

She had a black dog .

I could always talk to

When no one else could understand me .

In this world today

I can not say

The dog's name ,

But people down south say it all the time

It is not right even to say it

Down south or in my home town today .

                                  By Brock