They Have No Idea of Me
Ballerina envy in a rhino’s body
I toast one high, drinking up my toddy.
Others probably think I was always old like this.
I give them a wink and blow them a kiss.
They are horrified, seeing an old crone sitting here.
Having no idea that I was once young, sexy and dear.
I smack my lips and make loud sounds of the crazy.
At least when I get carted off, they can’t call me lazy.
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