There is one who feeds off others pride
Gets her joy from strippin off people's hide
She has a black belt in makin you feel bad
It's how she gets her high, from making people mad
Us sisters call her Aunt Ugly, cause she's so hideous inside
She got one of my sisters today, who was trying to put the past aside
My sister put out her hand in friendship and Aunt Ugly bit it off
This happened where it was not the time or place, Aunt Ugly only scoffed
All through our lives this evil woman took pride in tearing us down
Especially when she could get you in a crowd, she could make you a clown
She had great abilities in her quest to seek and destroy
This time will be the last time for we are not her toys
I want the world to know this woman is not what she seems
She a real life wicked witch. Her evilness is bursting out the seams
She always let us know she was better than us, always put her sister down
It's the last time for you my dear, you burnt your bridges to the ground
You know when we were kids, you did a lot for me. I'll never forget
But all through the years, you always had your fits
You slapped you moms glasses off, your talked horrible to your dad
When he had an accident you threatened to rub his face in it...bad
This is the kind of person you are
Aunt Ugly, you've gone to far
If you ever say one word to another one in my family
I'm sure God will handle it, I feel sorry for you
YOU'LL NEVER KNOW LOVE AUNT
This is a poem I wrote a few years ago,
during the midtst of a family
being destroyed.
I wrote this poem in anger. It has
never been published untill tonight.