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Missing you by Aryana Issa 

Missing you by Aryana Issa 


Here I am in the middle of school

Sitting on a type of box, watching cars pass by through the fence

Surrounded by silence and people

Wishing my aunt could be here

She could travel six thousand miles in seconds

If she were here we could be reading, calling each other names,

She could be playing the ukulele, I could be singing or even listen...

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My Aunt from Wales

Oh my Mair what a day

As you lie peacefully 

We gather to pray

No dry eyes here but that's OK

We're here to celebrate a great lady of old school grace

With tales down the ages from son to grandson

Tears built with happiness and heartfelt joy

From the person who's known you since just a small boy

Often thought of as I raced my own race

Snapshots of memories of childhood a...

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My aunt jane

There was a woman named Jane,
Who never liked to see it rain.
So she listened to the song umbrella,
So she could dance with a nice fit fella.
All work and no play is grim,
So she goes to turkey for a little swim.

Off she goes for all inclusive,
Whilst she looks at all the exclusives.
Keep the drinks coming, it’s all paid for,
Whilst Jane settles down on the sea shore.
Cheers cock she l...

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