Ouch...
... someones gonna get sat on!!!
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 grown-up 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
thought 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.
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 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!