If the goddess of natural
beauty
Decides to pay a visit
To her realm today
I bet she will shed an ocean of tears
For natural beauty is exinct as dinasaurs
Completely poached by the ruthless mankind
Which turns to surgery as a means of beauty
And swallows mounds of pills
To restructure body parts
I bet she will cry out loud
Once it dawns on her
That her tenure ceased to reign
Dethroned by the goddess of modern fashion
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