Darker Shades
I'm after seeing fifty shades
Darker than before.
I think I'm just as pretty as her.
I don't mean to be a bore.
My hair is fifty shades of gray.
My tummy's turned into two.
My breasts are not as pert as her's.
I wear size seven shoes.
But still, they have good lighting now.
I'm sure they could adjust.
Perhaps if Christian put on some weight?
Ten stone should be enough.
for THEATER OF THE ABSURD contest.
Copyright © Jean Murray | Year Posted 2017
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