My favorite aunt

She’s the best,
She’s the youngest,
I’d say she’s the greatest.

She’s very smart,
She’s in my heart,
I don’t think we’ll ever grow apart.

Sure she’s faraway,
And I don’t see her everyday.
But she’s my favorite aunt,
And she’s like a stuffed animal I really want.

She’s like a best friend to me,
It’s like she has a key,
And through me she can see,
Something troubling me.
Yet, she will always let me be.

We have great memories together.
And I’d be happy if she stayed with me forever.

I miss her a bunch,
And I’ll always love her so much.

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