I'm tired of this face of mine
I think I'll have to change it
I'll plump my lips, slim my chin
Debag my eyes and smooth my skin.
My ears are fine but what the heck
I'll pin them back then check my neck
It looks a little loose and slack
I'll have it nipped and tucked right back.
Then I will peruse my chest
It's not too bad but not its best.
I think that I might see a surgeon
Go up a cup size watch it burgeon.
And then of course there is my waist
Once so shapely, perfectly placed
Now its wider with more fat
Never mind I'll fix that.
I'll give up wine and cigarettes
I'll join a gym and work up sweats.
My legs need shaved, toenails need cut
Then that's me done from head to foot
But you know its just a fable
I'll lay my cards out on the table
I may be tired of the same old me
But why change now? I'm ninety three
5 Stars full for this sweet poem full of humor. I have read time and again, still LOL and it remains hilarious, I appreciate the talent behind all this great humor, BUT a 93 won't make such Beauty! BUT it's rhyming though.
Really a beautiful creation in verse with rhythmic splendour. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
To my Favourites, thank you so much for sharing such great humor.