|In the dim and distant pastWhen life’s tempo wasn’t so fast,Grandma used to rock and knit,Crochet, tat and baby sit.When the kids were in a jam,They could always call on Gram.But today she’s in the gymExercising to keep slim.She’s checking the web or surfing the net,Sending some e-mail or placing a bet.Nothing seems to stop or block her,Now that Grandma’s off her rocker.
