| Re: mindless rambling about birthdaysMarkus K., on host 207.35.144.118 Wednesday, July 26, 2000, at 06:46:57
 Re: mindless rambling about birthdays posted by Howard on Tuesday, July 25, 2000, at 16:01:44:
 Here's the entire text of the song (as I remember it):
 I'm my Own Grandpa
 Yes I'm my own grandpa
 It sounds funny I know
 But it really is so
 Oh, I'm my own grandpa.
 
 Many, many years ago when I was 23
 I was married to a widow who was pretty as could be
 This widow had a grownup daughter who had hair of red
 My father fell in love with her and soon they two were wed
 
 This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life
 For my daughter was my mother 'cause she was my father's wife
 To complicate the matter even though it brought me joy
 I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy
 
 My little baby then became a brother-in-law to Dad
 And soon became my uncle though it made me very sad
 For if he was my uncle then that also made him brother
 To the widow's grownup daughter (who of course was my stepmother)
 
 (chorus)
 
 Father's wife then had a son who kept them on the run
 And he became my grandchild 'cause he was my daughter's son
 My wife is now my mother's mother and it makes me blue
 For even though she is my wife she's my grandmother too
 
 (musical interlude)
 
 If my wife is my grandmother then I'm her grandchild
 And every time I think of it it nearly drives me wild
 For now I have become the strangest thing you ever saw
 As husband of my grandmother I am my own grandpa
 
 (chorus)
 
 Clever, huh?
 
 Mar"No mother-in-laws! Thank god!"kus K.
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