The Advantage I Held
Tanned physique
straight hair
my pasty flesh and
limp side-locks did not share
A bronze, chiseled adonis
was the look to emulate
but sunken chest and poor muscle tone
complemented my frizzy pate
Yet one advantage held I over
the muscle-bound crowd
Acknowledging the whistles of the crowd
~ My head, and heart, I bowed
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