"Forever Angry"
Disclaimer: I do not own anything associated with the Angry Grandpa character. The Angry Grandpa persona is owned by Charles Green Jr. I'm doing this little piece of poetry as a tribute to Angry Grandpa, who sadly passed away last night at the age of 67 due to cirrhosis. I will never forget the lives that he touched and the legacy that he had built thanks to his son, Michael "Pickleboy" Green. AGP, if you're seeing this on the other side, this one's for you, my friend. We'll always be your young'in's.
October 16, 1950
A day we'll never forget
The moment the anger had arrived
With a foulmouth to fret
People weren't safe when he was around
He know how to satisfy his rage
When it came to destruction
He did it with bonafide age
He hates cats and Elvis
With a furious roar
Destroying everything in sight
Including Pickleboy's Switch and PS4
He had one dangerous appetite
Enough to fart out the size of quakes
His scowl is enough to fear those
Tougher than two dollar steaks
He cooked from the best
From a Breakfast Lasagna to Super Bowl Chili
They knew with one taste of his meals
Will send them acting like food-crazed fillies
His mouth was a dangerous weapon
More deadlier than a scud missile
And his language was more explosive
Firing off like deadly pistols
His son Michael was never safe
Especially from his outbursts
Whenever it was AGP's souffle or pinwheels
He'll send anyone over the outskirts
Despite all that, Grandpa had a good heart
To those that he heartfully knew
From Pickleboy to Bridgette and all
His love for his youngins remains true
He treated us all like family
That we will never deny
His moments will always live on
Whether they make us laugh or cry
He lived life at the end of a lighting bolt
And everything right in place
Although he is no longer with us
Grandpa's legend will live on time and space
They never die nor pass away
We know this frankly
He'll always be our Angry Grandpa
Forever Grateful, Forever Angry
Rest In Peace
Charles Green, "Angry Grandpa"
October 16, 1950 - December 10, 2017