Well, I Declare
Why, yes, that’s a picture of me there
You cannot believe I was once fair
Just look at your belly
It bounces like jelly
It seems you’re now ready to compare
At least I have hair you can envy
That wig you are sporting’s not trendy
And I still have my teeth
You lost yours craving sweets
Behind your dentures is breath deadly
So you are surprised I can fight back
Rebuttals you’ll find that I don’t lack
And speaking of “buttals”
Your caboose just shuttles
When you bend, you reveal a huge crack
If you’ll keep your comments to yourself
You may find that I’ll behave myself
But mocking me won’t work
So wipe off that wry smirk
Or I’ll hide your booze on a back shelf
*Written September 3, 2014
Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2014
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