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Grandma’s By Jay We walk in to cookies on the smooth table. The smell of supper is in the air. I see squirrels out the window. I Walk to the basement where I sleep. A shower is waiting along with A ping pong table. I walk upstairs And hear birds chirping. I see the Piano and think this place is peaceful. |