Sarcasm

The uncle was at it , all his life
He had bitten his sarcastic lips
About the world and its maker
And you nephew were peculiar.

Nephew asks the uncle to wait
Till he reaches a house bottom
So they will jointly stare at sky
Making fine sarcasm together.

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