Granny

Spike MilliganSpike Milligan

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Through every nook and every cranny
The wind blew in on poor old Granny
Around her knees, into each ear
(And up nose as well, I fear)All through the night the wind grew worse
It nearly made the vicar curse
The top had fallen off the steeple
Just missing him (and other people)It blew on man, it blew on beast
It blew on nun, it blew on priest
It blew the wig off Auntie *****-
But most of all, it blew on Granny!
Spike Milligan
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Spike Milligan

1918 - 2002/Male/IrishA comedian, writer, musician, poet, playwright and actor, Terence Alan Milligan's poetry was written for children. (wikipedia)

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