Where's my Auntie gone?

 Oh she causes me such agony

I really think she's a plant

Yes I think her name's Antigone

She's my Agony Aunt

Oh I told her I found a dead body

Along the road one day

I said to her :Should this body be buried the right way?

And what did she say?

She said he's my brother, bury him in the clay

But the King said, no go have a nice day

Oh she's my Agony Aunt

So I lifted my uncle and laid him the clay

But the King got angry and

Got in my way he said

Where's Antigone gone?

I said she's gone to make Hay

Oh She was in Agony all of the way

She's my Agony Aunt

I think that she's a plant

She likes to meditate

Perhaps she is a vegetable

Because she vegetates

But if I'm right or if I'm wrong

It doesn't matter at the end of the day

Because I tell her my problems

And she gives me her slant

She's my Agony Aunt