Wrinkle wrinkle little star
How far from smooth
You really are,
I've wished upon you
Many times
Your only answer
Is groovy lines,
To WRINKLE rid I've tried
Every way it seems
Avocados lemons cucumbers
An' fancy cream
No way will I ever be
A wry sly slinky fox
And masquerade
With a face of Botox,
On second thoughts
I'll obtain a creamy tan,
An' thank the lord
I still have my old man,
Who by my side will always stay
For he, s too sweet to run away,
An' here's another he has one leg
Shorter than the other!
So then Ken - you have transmigrated into a female brain have you? - - ha ha - a great little verse and which is nearer the truth than we ladies like to think - - a big 10 from Fay.
Hanging upside down for periods of time seems to help reposition things..but the humiliation accumulated is killer. (smile)
AH... Wrinkles, wrinkles, wrinkles, this old star [me] still shines.I enjoyed reading this poem-since I can relate-for such is life and when one sees it withering on your forehead; underneath your eyes, Its frightening! . We cannot roll back time but we sure can try to enhance the lines.Good read and a10
Lol. We must brave the realities of life, which are not always so pleasant. Wrinkling is a tough one for anybody. Very amusing.
Bravo! You're a great poet. After reading your poem my mind refreshed.Mindblowing friend! .I enjoyed so much.
Aah..those wrinkles...wonderfully rhymed...some of them may get ironed out now.this one had me laughing out loud...good one again from a wrinkling maestro
very funny poem.a tales of the worries of old age.nice one mate!
hi Ken, please see what's there on the right of your page...they have surgical remedies and specil creams...which one would you like to have? i think the software installed by ph reads the poems first...may be it posts inside a review and rating who knows...the ad firms always are at point advantage and comimg to your poem, i liked it very much...what's poetry if there is no humour sarcasm or subtility? nice sharing...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very funny Ken and you indeed carved smile on my face.......