I used to have, luxurious, long red hair,
Now it’s turning grey, it would give anyone a scare.
I used to have, a beautiful bright wide smile,
Now it sits in a glass, every once, in a while.
I used to have, stunning eyes of blue,
Now they’re a little cloudy and glasses I look through.
I used to have, a lovely firm, flat belly,
Now it’s a little round and wobbles like a jelly.
I used to have, slender, shapely hips,
Now they’re huge, as big as battleships.
I used to have, dance moves that rocked the place,
Now, when I move, there’s a grimace on my face.
I used to have, a cleavage second to none,
Now when I take my bra off, I wonder where it’s gone.
I used to have, a body made for sin,
Now I look like something, the cat dragged in.
I used to have, all this in my life,
Now all I have, is aches, pains and strife.
That's what I saw in the mirror today.
Wish the cat
Would drag it away...
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