Aunt Janet used to say some funny things
She'd make us laugh when we were little tots
The life and soul of everything she kept us entertained
We loved her family antics quite a lot
Uncle Harry was the opposite, and drank a lot
He smoked a lot, he swore a lot, he didn't give a jot
Yet the two were matched in heaven, and were comedy gold
And kept us all in stitches, until they both grew old.
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