A rather plump old lady
Keeps staring back at me
When I look in the mirror.
Whoever can she be?
The wrinkles I see on her face
Are enough to cause dismay.
Just what is she doing there?
I wish she’d go away.
I think she’s got a blooming cheek
To stand there in my glass,
With flabby tum and thunder thighs
Not to mention that big arse.
I’ll give her an ultimatum,
Three days to disappear,
And come back looking younger
Just like in yesteryear.
<Deleted User> (9821)
Wed 7th Mar 2012 07:15
Dear whoever is reading this, you're beautiful and someone out there is crazy about you. So smile. Life is too short to be unhappy.
<Deleted User> (6895)
Tue 14th Feb 2012 17:55
Always,always remember (young'ish)Lady
its not what is on the outside that matters
but what is on the inside.
I,m more than happy
knowing what is on my inside-
a large plateful of bangers'n'mash!
followed rapidly by sponge cake
and custard-haha!xx
Thank you all so much - your comments are funnier than my poem! :oD
I quite like Anthony's comment :)
You seem to have hit the mark with this poem Lynn.
I think the time to worry is when you look in the mirror and see a fit, trendy young thing - that looks nothing like the body in front of it... then you just have to rely on a few good friends or sisters to tell you the truth. Mine are keeping schtum for the moment - but it's a question of time ;)
Always up for a bit of spear-headed nonsense, aren't you? You like to tickle the pencil across the page (or the cursor along the screen) just for a bit of fun. You are very adept at it; keep them coming, fast and funny, and so accurate.
Eh, tell me about it!! There comes a time when you realise that it's not that you're tired, or you've been a bit stressed...those bloody eye bags are now PERMANENT grrr ;D
<Deleted User> (6895)
Sat 11th Feb 2012 21:32
Lynn,are you sure you were not in the hall of mirrors when you saw this reflection? nice to see you posting again.Love-Patricia.xx
I gave up with my mirror Lynn. I'm looking for one of those "Who is the fairest of them all" mirrors. Do they do them in Argos?
To quote Groucho Marx: (although he said it the other way around)
"A woman is only as old as the man she feels."
I hope you're feeling well . . . :)
Regards,
A.E.
What a pleasure to read something delightfully funny "against self". Refreshing...like a glass of that stuff that "fortifies the over
forties" (I know its name...just can't recall
how to spell it!).
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Lynn Dye
Wed 7th Mar 2012 12:02
Very true, Makhumza. This was just a bit of fun. Thanks for comment. :)