Middle-Aged Lady Rap

I’m a midnight grinder, a shamrock finder, got a calendar, don’t need a reminder.

I’m built Ford tough, edges rough, whenever I’m hot springin’ it’s in the buff.

I down my steak rare, am a baller at foursquare, you better believe I oppose the electric chair.

I’ve never had a gallstone, send messages via Iphone, and take extra cheese on my Tombstone.

There things are worse than my slipping into verse; don’t mean to be morbid, like driving away in a hearse.


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