Creative Traditional:

[Sally Roberts]

"The Modern Girl Next Door"

It used to be when meeting gals
The parts were all their own,
With smooth round breasts
And long silk legs
And real - right to the bone.

With teeth so pearly white and clean
And hair that needs no comb,
The perfect gal
So proud to share
A prize to take her home.

One day I'd found my own true love
And said my wedding vow,
My heart did beat
Right through my chest
I knew I'd get it now.

The honeymoon was really grand
But then we dressed for bed,
My eyes popped out
I had to stare
And nearly fell down dead.

She took a wig from top her crown
Which left a bald spot there,
Her baby blues
Were contacts too.
She set them down with care.

Some teeth came next which left a gap
A truck could drive right through,
I could not believe
That what I saw
Was really, really true.

And then she took her make- up off
Her face went with it too,
And what I spied
When I turned 'round....
The vision's up to you.


Sally aka Forestdawn

[Benny]

Gawd! I laughed so hard reading this poem...funny to the core...just as life is and the plastic people we can meet...this was worth the read!

[Sally Roberts]

Thanks Benny:

I had fun with this one. Noticing all the women, as well as men having things done to thier bodies to make them look younger.
Sometimes we have to pick fun at their antics, yet in reality the business within this society needing the changes are surreal, and as well being humorous.

Blessed be
Sally aka Forestdawn