WS - Sonnets, Revisited
Some glory in their birth, some in their skill,
O.B.s in both of these, then in the bill.
When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defaced,
My brow, I’ll botox till the time’s erased.
Those parts of thee that the world’s eye doth view
Are from one Dr. Young, Park Avenue.
The expense of spirit in a waste of shame -
Reality tv’s next prime-time game.
In faith I do not love thee with mine eyes -
That’s why I wear the patch down here, for size.
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