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Saturday, March 03, 2012

Last day in Hospital,

All dressed up and no where to go.
would love to see a picture show.
Who cares! 
Who wants me? 
I'm old, cracked and crusted you see.
I no longer have smooth beautiful skin
instead, I'm wrinkled saggy, with a sloppy chin.
now hang to my knees, flat as can be.
What say you, when you look at me, 
awkward question my dear, 
Hmmm afraid to tell me.
Don't be afraid, my body speaks for itself.
You can roll me up and place me on a shelf

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