(Sung to the tune of the Gilligan’s Island theme song…)
Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale,
a tale of a fateful trip,
that started when my grandmother
found someone on her step.
He said some words that made her change--
they fell not on deaf ears.
It impacted our family
for more than sixty years,
for more than sixty years …
When learning that it was not true
and that she’d made some gaffes,
I did not know if I should cry
or howl with crazy laughs,
or howl with crazy laughs…
Well now that I’m the only one
to figure all this out,
I’m horrifiiiiiied.
I’m friggin’ bluuuue.
My familyyyy
may soon shun meeee.
Oh, Grandma Dear?
If you’d only kept your door shut tight, we'd have brains that work riiiiiight!