4th November 2013

2. The Consolation of Surgery



This Xmas get me fillers for my brow -

I want more baby smooth than furrowed field,

Three score plus ten  - that's inadequate now

 Us tattered old weeds don't get dearly held.

Ageing gracefully was a pile of lies

Believed in  bad old pre-procedure days,

Smile with what  nature intended as  eyes -

 Mum's Day pert boob job seeks young lustys' praise!*

 Madonna paps like  Lourde's twin -  she'll use

Some Doc to the Stars (saving up for mine):

Morphing into her kid, so no excuse

For a butt that hangs down like mine and  thine.

    The younger you look the shorter you're old;

    Sexing-up Death keeps us hot when blood's cold!

*Alternatively - "Guys - great cock jobs (Will) sum up lusty praise."