I look into my mirror
And inside I feel aghast,
Once I had flawless skin,
Those days have long since past.
My hair, lank and grey
Was once a shock of curls,
Everybody used to say
I was the prettiest of the girls.
Heading for my dotage
No fun left it seems,
Memories though, sweet memories,
I still have my dreams.
And oh such dreams they are
Of...
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