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Hello, Grandmother

“Grandmother, what big eyes you have!” said Little Red Riding Hood.

“The better to see you with, my dear,” said Grandmother.

“And what a big nose you have!”

“The better to smell you with, my dear.”

“And what big teeth!”

“Fusspots,” muttered Grandmother.  “I put in your grandfather’s dentures again.”

Listen Well

Martha said, “Listen well, Little Tommy. If there’s one thing I’ve learned in my many years, it’s that you’ve got to have self control.”

Tommy folded his chubby little arms. “You’re not the boss of me!”

“Listen to your grandmother,” said Martha, wagging her seven-year-old finger. “And to me, too.”