My aunt Fay,
Is short dark and grey.
Not very smart with her choices
Or decisions she makes.
Her gentle soul easily vexed
Her subnormal mind easily perplexed.
For furious little bitch that she is,
She is always filled with rage.

My aunt Fay,
Formulated a not so wise trade.
She left her job as a nurse
And decided to take farming instead.
Unhitched she is in her mid-fifties
Reclusive life she leads full of absurdity.
She jumps and yells and
She cries and hides and cries
She yells at people in her sight.
For little bitch that she is,
She is a bitch with no delight.

My aunt Fay,...