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Updated: Jan 29, 2022


One morning, my aunt woke up and noticed an unpleasant

wrinkle on her flawless skin

And started thinking, did she ever commit any horrible sin?

She blamed the mirror

For causing such a terror.

She tried so many lotions

And missed no potions

But Alas! found no cure

As it would certainly reappear

She mourned and prayed

Still, it would not fade

She was no wise

And could not realize

For they are going to be many more

With each passing year

So make merry and cheer

And have no fear, shed no more tear

For Aunt dear, you shall be loved more and more

With each passing year

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