What beauty he saw as his camera he preened
Perfection he'd mastered a model he'd weaned
She was slender and slique when she posed for the flash
He'd sure get her on page three and earn tons of cash
But one thing he randomly forgot to mention
Was thank heavens for the airbrush, the most useful invention!
Look in the mirror and like what you see
Beauty is skin deep, for you as well as me!
Lisa...This is an awesome write with an ever so important message...be happy with who you are! ! Hugs, Dee
lol, I really liked this poem! Excellent write! You totally brought a smile to my face, I used to like to take pictures and now I completely run cause I cant afford an airbrush!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lisa, it would take forever to airbrush out the wrinkles of my wrinkled old chops. lol. Great write. Top Marks from me. Thanks for sharing it my friend. David