Granny

Through every nook and every cranny
The wind blew in on poor old Granny
Around her knees, into each ear
(And up nose as well, I fear)

All through the night the wind grew worse
It nearly made the vicar curse
The top had fallen off the steeple
Just missing him (and other people)

It blew on man, it blew on beast
It blew on nun, it blew on priest
It blew the wig off Auntie Fanny-
But most of all, it blew on Granny!

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I thought it was hilarious 🤪😅🤩
(And up nose as well, I fear) Is this correct or should it up her nose
I can remember been taught this poem when I was 7 but for the life of me couldn’t remember the first line. Thanks!
But most of all, it blew up Granny?
What a lovely narrative created in this poem when- All through the night the wind grew worse- all kinds of terrible things started happening. Thanks.
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