A true song for families with crazy aunts, like our late Aunt Mary: Lyrics:
She gives us Christmas fun
Vintage Fudge Mix best used by June of ’91
Gifts wrapped in napkins, place mats she’s pilfered
or a paper bag
can’t make stuff up like that
with a scotch she melts into her seat
and settles in to take the view
of the frozen bay
Looking like Ben Franklin wearing mink
the tension breaks when we top her drink
and I think
Here’s to the Crazy Aunts at Christmas
I hope you got a Crzy Aunt, too
Everybody needs a crazy aunt
to bring a special something just for you
She avoids the shopping rush
with a Triscuit box what now holds
a gently used
lint brush
A cylinder can attracts my eye
a rusty can to make our own
kidney pie
From the corner of her drooping eyes
she’s watching as we reach for words
awkward words
She had no children to call her own
we’ll have to do
’cause she lives alone
but she’s not alone today
Here’s to the Crazy Aunts at Christmas
I hope you got a Crzy Aunt, too
Everybody needs a crazy aunt
to bring a special something just for you