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Speckled brow and gnarled knees

Crooked elbows, yellow teeth,

Breath that floats like infesting fleas.

 

Run and tear, away from there!

When you see it, its time to clear!

Fly from the rotten bully's lair!

 

But wait, what's this?

How can it be?

Its not a monster but a mirror..

Its me.

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jane-a-luxfield
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Published
Nov 12, 2011
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