Poor Aunt Maude

POOR AUNT MAUDE Sitting bored I sat and sighed How inconvenient old aunt Maud had died I wouldn’t be here if the old bat was still talking Watching the relatives sipping and walking Gestures of sadness filled the room When holding a drink George fell over a broom Sister sue was covered in sherry Everyone shrieked when George landed on Jerry Jerry was happy, as he thought his luck had changed Poor old George blushed as their looks exchanged Not a sigh, no one was bored They were all running around Look like they had ants in their pants good lord In all their excitement someone passed wind Open a window lets have a glass of gin I wonder who knocked Aunt Maud’s ashes in the bin Oh my gawd what a sin auntie’s ashes in the bin No one noticed as the gin began to flow Sue once on the sherry was now snogging Joe They all looked on with smiley faces Jerry now tipsy was tweaking Malcolm’s braces What a farce I jumped up quick Not one to miss an opportunity click, click, click Poor aunt Maud in the bin covered in George’s puking sick