Disgrace - Poem by Marc Mannheimer
It’s easy to look beautiful
When everything’s in place;
Your hair, your eyes, your perfect smile,
Your job, your house, your gorgeous guy.
But changes, inexplicable,
At the depths of your disgrace,
Prove the truth – that you’re only as cute
As the egg upon on your face.
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