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Jun 2018
Poor old me.


I hate my body, so stay away;
Don’t waste your time coming onto me today.
Because my body is as ugly as my face
And my middle aged spread is on the way.


I hate being me and I hate you seeing me,
So close your eyes before I leave.
I disagree if you think I’m ****,
Because that is one thing I will never be.


Leave me alone and get out of my face;
This place is no home.  I am a disgrace.
I’ve never been touched by a touch of grace,
Just replaced and never saved for a rainy day.


My six pack is being replaced with a *** belly;
Oh pity me in my misery.
I can’t get back what age steals from me,
So I wallow in my self-pity.  

Oh poor old me.


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