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Created on: April 25, 2008
COSMETIC SURGERY
A bit off here, some more up there,
What nature gave me isn't fair.
I want to feel, I want to be,
A more self confident version of me.
Lipo-suck my tummy - please,
Make me thinner surgically.
And take a bit from round my knees,
A slimmer, trimmer version of me.
Enhance my breasts, improve my chest,
Make me feel and look my best.
Enlarge me up to cup size D,
A sexier, bustier version of me.
My nose is crooked, my face has sagged,
My eyes are surrounded by great big bags.
Make my face look twenty-three,
A brighter, tighter version of me.
With age, come wrinkles, and crinkles I hate,
I really don't want to look old.
Some botox injections would fill me with glee,
A smoother, expressionless version of me.
I'm hairy in places I don't want to be,
And waxing is getting me down.
Remove it with lazers, whatever the fee,
A less furry, more womanly version of me.
My lips are too small, enlarge them today,
It's simple, accessible - if you can pay.
I want to be sexy like actress Jolie,
A plumped up, more kissable version of me.
I want my teeth to be whiter and straight,
You can't leave your smile down to fate.
Veneers and whitening should hold the key,
A whiter, sparklier version of me.
My looks are important, it's vital to stay,
Looking your best in every way.
I'm still me inside, but what you can see:
The cosmetic surgery version of me.
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