I killed my hair,
& made up a face,
Spanked my ass in gear…
with forward tilt,
I climbed on stilts,
uplifting where I peer.
with better view,
I added new,
spectacles to nose…
so rosy red,
they cleared my head,
& kept me on my toes.
with rings I couldn’t,
toe, and wouldn’t–
–line, but sought to please…
by wrote, I rhymed,
to honor line,
Uncrossing eyes & tease.
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