My grandmother was a pious woman
who never missed Sunday Mass.
All the ladies who played Bingo with her
thought she had grace and class.
Every night she'd pray her rosary
while lying in her bed.
This guaranteed she'd be in Heaven
should the morning find her dead.
She complained about the Irish and Italians
in her church's congregation,
but said she was grateful, at least,
that everyone was Caucasian.
When she died I'm sure she believed
she was headed in an upward direction
to spend eternity with blue-eyed Jesus
in Heaven's whites only section. - Jeff Barnes
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