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AaI Harvey

(13/07/80 / Cannock)

Poor old me


Poor old me.


I hate my body, so stay away;
Don’t waste your time coming onto me today.
Because my body is as ugly as my face
And my middle aged spread is on the way.


I hate being me and I hate you seeing me,
So close your eyes before I leave.
I disagree if you think I’m sexy,
Because that is one thing I will never be.


Leave me along and get out of my face;
This place is no home. I am a disgrace.
I’ve never been touched by a touch of grace,
Just replaced and never saved for a rainy day.


My six pack is being replaced with a pot belly;
Oh pity me in my misery.
I can’t get back what age steals from me,
So I wallow in my self pity. Oh poor old me.


(C) 2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 03, 2013

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