Aunt Aggies Visit (The Family Ghost) - Poem by Owain Glyn
Aunt Aggie called the other night,
She asked me where you were,
I told her you had flown the nest,
But you were fine, for sure.
She said she might just call on you,
And tell a Christmas tale,
Of times gone past, and times to come,
When goodness shall prevail.
So, when you blow your candle out,
And rest your weary head,
Remember dear old Aggie,
For she might be by your bed.
Then when you've heard the tale she tells,
Your nightcap you may doff,
But if you didn't like it,
Just tell her to F**k Off!
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