Those little words,
Under the breath,
Then pushed out
With the stomach.
You passed on your mother’s china
To me, the first grandson to marry,
But you wanted to keep a teapot.
My wife wanted the entire set,
So, I said no.
That’s when you got nasty.
I don’t care what you do, you said.
Just sell it!
I had no intention of selling it.
Now that we’ve had it for a while,
We think we’ll pass it on
To your grandchildren.
Isn’t that what you would want?