Aunty Nutter Poem by Dean Meredith
Aunty Nutter
Still says her little Pluto's a planet
What do those super-nerds know?
Eyes monocled to lubed up scopes
Perving on screens bluer than Omo
Sticky latex fingers forever fiddling
With marmalade jammed joy sticks
Those asteroids don't have a cosmic
Now Aunty N on the other dimension
Actually caught the big bang on beta
In religiously restored techno colour
Yes Aunty N knows her astrology
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