Author Robert Louis Stevenson Whenever Auntie moves around, Her dresses make a curious sound, They trail behind her up the floor, And trundle after through the door. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 2.8 (4 votes) Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments