043010d People Do To Look Better Poem by Manonton Dalan

i met a lady who claims she knew me
i swear i never seen her in my life, true
amazing she does; she knows my name
even where i used to lived; she is younger
that keeps me thinking; at one point i'm
doubting myself, as if i am becoming senile

come to find out she's my recycled cousin
brand new nose; augmented boobs; botox lips
i wonder why they go to that painful process
just to look beautiful; i hope it will last a while
she told me it was a gift from her boyfriend
i guess he is not happy with her original size