Mars Discoveries

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The bar was hid, guest bedroom, back,

its only access, through the loo,

without a lock and me in shock,

great aunt enthroned, in pink silk bloom.

Those journeys of discovery,

encounters of the preteen boy;

that first in sweetie shop of aunt,

then hospital, old workhouse ward.

There lay, where Grandma Ada’s bay,

debilitating stroke laid low;

me. unprepared, her speech defect,

I silent sat, gobbledegook.

Embarrassed, hearing, but nonplussed,

she handed me confection wrapped;

thus two shocks borne, that chocolate,

discoveries of Mars revealed.