(for my aunt)

I have an aunt
She’s so cute like an ant
Little but terrible too
She seldom get blue

Juliana is her name
Born on a July rain
She has a damn bright brain
But when she sings her voice seems to refrain

A while ago it was raining
But mystery of mystery it stopped dropping
Perhaps the rain heard her voice
Went back to heaven, changed its course

She is really beautiful
That many guys becomes full…or fool?
Whenever they take hold of her face
As if they are in sweet embrace

What is in her that is so amusing?
That every customer in her bar feels amazing
With eyes that are tantalizing
And the innocent smile of a virgin

She is understanding and kind
Like my beloved mother, one of a kind
It is difficult to find a person like her
Like an angel, wonder of wonder

A thoughtful mother
And caring sister
A loving daughter
And uh, well…an intelligent lover??

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Oh I wish I could write more beautiful poetry
so you could be more proud of me
I’m just not good with words
That is why my rhyming is worse.

I pretend to be a writer
but words always slip me hover
Anyways I’ll keep trying
Hopefully I’ll improve my rhyming

Pardon me “anty”
For being crazy
Today I just feel merry
Writing you poetry.