She could do such unusual things without much thought,
Out of bottle caps, she could make a crazy hat.
She could jump really high, almost fly,
Close her eyes and make an apple pie.
She could walk backward while tying her shoes,
Dance around a pool while reading a book.
She could play the harp without her hands,
Tell you the time in just about any land.
She could watch a movie without a sound,
Recite every line while spinning around.
Aunt Penelope was a strange one indeed,
At the age of one hundred and fifty three,
Old aunt Penelope is still but a fantasy.