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Here are six tales of six relatives of mine
Now all have passed in the passage of time
Mostly seen through the eyes of a child
Poetic licence used for I’m no Oscar Wilde
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Aunt Ada and Aunt Edie were a scary pair for me
Ada wore a real live fox fur dangling from her neck 
And as a child I really thought this is where it slept
Of course it was not breathing as the poor thing it was dead
But nothing could convince me ~ for to me it was asleep instead
Edie was Ada’s companion or that is how it seemed
Much smaller in stature she walked behind Ada
Who strutted ahead when her mind it was set
Each day Ada dressed in her Astrakhan coat
And walked to her ‘bookies’ where she placed her daily bet
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Another scary person whom I only met the once
A cruel step mother came to stay 
When I saw her face I ran away
Her face was pointed 
Her nose was too
Her countenance a paler shade of blue
And with her came her daughter too 
A spookier pair I never knew
From whence that day the day they came
Their names we never spoke again
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My dearest Grandpops ~ loved him lots
A character through and through
He wore a black beret perched upon his head 
With a loosely tied dickie bow draped round his neck
A master magician with his performing dog named Win
Performing caricatures by his favourite Dickensian
Wishing he was here ~ passed in his 84th year
Wanting many answers to questions unasked 
For the young have no time for to stop and to hear 
When young, one can be so selfish I fear 
And that is the reason I wish he was here
~~~
An uncle in the navy spent months away at sea
Like Father Christmas he returned ~ I sat upon his knee
His knapsack overflowed with gifts for family and for me
Exotic lace and silk and dolls and fancy fans and herbal tea
Ivory figures large and small he'd bring from a foreign land
He would sit for hours spinning yarns of the Orient exotic and grand
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his visits stopped so suddenly no more gifts were sent
to this very day I have no inkling where my uncle went
 

Written 15th November 2020
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