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My Grandfather’s Outfit

A mystery never told

By Seashell Harpspring Published 2 years ago • 1 min read

Grandma, who is my grandfather

He is dead

But who was he and why such a bother

Don who could get in your head

Did you meet him in Chicago?

Yes, when I was a bar girl there.

Why do you hide his identity so?

Because he was not a man who could care

Why did you fall for him?

Because he was so exciting, that didn’t last

Became nothing then?

He was not over his wife who passed

When did he die?

In the 1970s

So for an older man you cry

Yes, he was in his 50s

You kept the mystery to your grave

And now I realize

Don means head of the mob

The outfit at the time

Sam Giancana was the head of the outfit

In the 1950s lost his wife

Then found a 19 year old rebound secret

Did solve the mystery of your old life?

Sam Giancana

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Seashell Harpspring

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    Written by Seashell Harpspring