Aunties

Aunties were girls uncles knew last.
Now through wide passage of time
They had come to ask about uncles.

Passage was such wide that aunties
Could easily pass and uncles sported
Hair that refused to stand on moon.

Uncles were boys from old passage.
Aunties had such moonlight giggles
They might have slipped on moons.

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