Many, many years ago / When I was twenty-three / I got married to a widow / Who was pretty as could be. / This widow had a daughter / Who had hair of red / My father fell in love with her / And soon the two were wed. / This made my dad my son-in-law / And changed my very life. / My daughter was my mother / For she was my father's wife. / To complicate the matters worse / Although 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 so 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 grown-up daughter / Who, of course was my step-mother. / Father's wife then had a son / Who kept them on the run. / And he became my grandson / For he was my daughter's son. / My wife is now my mother's mom. / And it surely makes me blue. / Because, although she is my wife / She is my grandma too. / If my wife is my grandmother / Then I am her grandchild. / And every time I think of it / It simply drives me wild. / For now I have become / The strangest case you ever saw. / As the husband of my grandmother / I am my own grandpa!
Thanks to Lisa for brightening my day.
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