Only My Skin Is Disgracefully Old Poem by George BernardBloodyShaw

Only My Skin Is Disgracefully Old



I didn't know I could grow
Old crinkly skin from new

'Till I erased from my hand
Some skin.

The blood was red.
Not blue.
Forget royal blue.
That's said.
Not sad.

But please
I want skin
From anew.

Why old?
And crinkly?

Just cos I'm
A wrinkly.

I would like
To accrue
It from new.......

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