My Beautiful Hands

-"Hello grandma how are you today?
I hope you'll have a good stay."
-"My dear, I am so tiresome.
But look at you! You are so handsome.
I say without a snare!
Your gorgeous eyes and full head of hair!"
With that his mother said,
With a bursting big head.
-"Not only is he a sight,
But no one matches his might!"
-"So you say! How right you are!
He looks like he can lift a car!
Oh look at his shoulders!
Those to compliment his handy slenders!
His pinky so cute I may sing
Next to that finger that may very soon have a ring!
Also that long finger with a heavenly joint.
Along with that other with a good point.
Oh no! But what's this?
Thumbs so plump it makes me hiss!
So round and red like hills,
By god it just gives me the chills!"
-"oh grandma Your head swerves!
Have no worries I'll calm your nerves!"
With that being said,
He left to the shed
And grabbed an axe that shined bright red.
-"look here grandma, I have your answer!
I won't fail, unlike your cancer!"
And with that he threw down the axe
On his now bloody hand an returned it to the shack
-"oh grandson! How proud I am!
You've brought honor to this family once again!"