Aunt That Haunts
Some memories haunt,
And that's not back bitching by aunt,
In her kitty party at a restaurant,
It's the happy memories, we implant,
Now we want to displant.
In case of bad aunt,
We can do, whatever we want,
There are people who are saint,
In our memory land,
But they are ban from our real life band,
No time left in their clock of sand,
This situation was not on our hand.
We have to understand,
Life doesn't go, as we planned,
So move on like a brand,
Make your own command,
And live your life like a one man band !!
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