What is that around my eyes - I know, it's because
I laugh a lot and my glasses magnify 1000 times.
For goodness sake there's something around my neck - it's
my necklace... phew I was worried for a minute.
No wonder I hide behind my verandah, and no Hairdresser
on this earth would be game enough to even try to tell me
I needed it cut. It's my security blanket.
My Grandkids don't care whether I've got wrinkles and my
hair has turned to silver - and you know - neither do I.
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