Nanna

Oh Nanna, home is your laughter,

I’m so glad I’m your daughter’s daughter,

Oh Nanna, I love looking through,

And seeing you smile as you make dough,

Oh Nanna, you never let me lose,

And if I do, you get Gramps with the hose,

Oh Nanna, when life seems bleak,

You make my favourite, chips and steak,

Oh Nanna, please never move,

Or I’ll lose a piece of me that is your love