The flowing robes, the candle light,
The crystal ball, the second sight.
Behold her now, my mystic mum,
She claims to be a medium,
But everyone can clearly tell
She is in fact an XXL.
Another poem, another pun. This time the butt of the affair is a mother who claims to have mystical powers, which includes such things as palmistry, clairvoyance and reading tarot cards. Of course, you'll have spotted that it's really a poem about being overweight.