Going for a facial
I need some spa time now
It seems like only yesterday
I was the cat's meow

My nose has gotten bigger
My mole is acting up
I hate to act so immature
But I really have no luck

My hair is just unruly
My bones are creaking bad
I need some time to meditate
I also need thigh pads

You think that this is easy
To ride a stupid broom
Well honey let me tell you
One never should presume

Life it sure ain't easy
When your riding a stick shift
No wheels for easy gliding
Landings always swift

I'll see you all on Halloween
We'll have a grand old time
Looking like that glamour girl
Perhaps a brand new rhyme.

~ Francine Pucillo ~
©Copyright September 6, 2003


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