Another amazing rhyme that makes me think, is she following me round 😉
We’re all on our hols!
“Let’s all swim!” The kids cheer.
I frantically dig out some dusty swim gear…
We’re there, a bit flustered, but head for the pool.
I suck in my stomach and try to act cool.
The kid’s gallop off in an unruly flock,
As I pause…
And peer down at my body in shock…
My legs are resembling those of a yeti.
My costume appears to be hosting spaghetti?
My toes are unpainted, my nails need a trim.
Like those of a “hobbit” but slightly more grim.
The truth is apparent.
It can’t be denied.
I’ve simply allowed my glam standards to slide!
Where my holiday prep was once fake tan and wax,
I now think I’m prepped if I’m carrying snacks!
I used to take time and indulge in self pride?
My glam former self has apparently died?
I stop to consider my make up…
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