I know that I'm not perfect
but I'm pretty bloody close,
when I look into the mirror
I don't see that I am grose.
I don't see my big fat wobbly arse
instead I see pear?
and my washer women's arms don't sag
no fat is hanging there.
My boobs they sit up perky
in my underwire bra,
no spare tire round my waist line
It's still hour glass by far.
I've no such thing as cellulite
my thighs are trim and taut
I still get whistles on the beach
from 'Life Savers' eyes I've caught.
There's no wrinkles on my face line
my hair is black as ash,
can't believe I'm still so gorgeous
on catwalks I’d be a smash.
Yes, in MY mirror, I see it all
and smile with such affection,
throughout my years I haven't aged
dont see my imperfection.
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