My Grandma Bought a Rocking Chair

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My Grandma Bought a Rocking Chair by Kenn Nesbitt

My grandma bought a rocking chair
and mounted it on wheels.
She rides it all around the town.
She loves the way it feels.

I’ve never seen her happier
than speeding down the hills
and jumping off of skateboard ramps
to demonstrate her skills.

Then grandma whoops and hollers
when her rocker catches air.
It’s fun to see her soaring
in her awesome rocking chair.

She’s not some kind of maniac.
She hasn’t lost control.
She got this chair because, you see,
she likes to rock and roll.

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