Wispy fading thinning hair
(I’ll dye it purple, I don’t care)
A sloppy nose like an overblown rose
(but it’s still prettier than my toes)
Frayed linen skin - all thin and baggy-
(do I sound just a wee bit haggy?)
creaking knees that sing off-key
(I actually enjoy their harmony)
My shoulders slump, my tummy’s round
(blithely festooned and colorfully crowned)
Yet I’m quite fond of my gnomish cast I am happily truly myself at last
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Jacqueline