Aunt Annie was a work of art, <br />she weighed some 19 stones. <br />A pretty face and being smart <br />she said 'my heavy bones <br />are what has broken every scale <br />and made our car go flat', <br />I toast her with a pint of Ale <br />and still can see her hat <br />which, filled with dumplings as it was <br />designed to draw attention <br />away from humdinger bras <br />the hams I will not mention. <br />One day when she was all alone <br />at home on their old farm <br />she heard the upstairs telephone <br />and, with a face of charm, <br />was on her way up narrow stairs <br />when loud the doorbell rang <br />she turned around to check affairs <br />downstairs, when a big Bang <br />was followed by a crashing door <br />a masked man stormed inside <br />she knew what this man had in store <br />for her, she loved her hide. <br />He came at her and grabbed her dress <br />when my dear Aunt got mean <br />she flung him to the floor, no less <br />and crushed him like a bean. <br />Her weight had saved the day alright <br />it had come in quite handy <br />to celebrate she ate all night, <br />much chocolate and more candy.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/aunt-annie-chubbenfresser/
