They roll left and right
With the greatest of ease
Those lovely old Grannies
With arthritic knees.

With movements so graceful
Their Skips they do please
But my Grandma
They've stolen away.

Once I had cookies with milk
And pie and ice cream
Now I'm so angry
I just want to scream
She spends all her time
On those Lawn Bowling Greens
I'll tell you quite frank
It just is obscene
The things that they shout
To g-ma on those lawn bowling greens


"Draw to my back"
Or, "take Jack to the ditch"
It is enough to make any child sick.
"Get your Kitty off the middle
And we score four more."

We are listening
And know what those
Vulger terms mean!

It would be quicker
If she was sicker with liquor
Than her addiction to them
Lawn Bowling Greens.


Sincerely,
Gargoyle