Shayari Bazar

Many many years ago When I was twenty-three I got married to a widow Pretty as could be This widow had a grown-up daughter With flowing 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 Now 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 stepmother CONFUSED??? Relax Go ahead 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 mother And it makes me blue Because although she is my wife She is my grandma too If my wife is my grandmother Then I am her randchild 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