my very first poem...(assignment)

poor poor face...

you are once smooth like silk,

gorgeous and attractive,

durable?

long-lasting?

ABSOLUTELY NOT!



tic-tiac...tic-tac...

as time passed by,

valcanoes kept on forming...

'Ah!' girls shrieked 'pimples!'

soon,

you looked like the moon surface,

pimples-infested.



tic-tac...tic-tac...

as time passed by,

you were covered by POWDER

girls used to do that,

boys used to comment on that...



tic-tac...tic-tac...

as time passed by,

wrinkles said 'hi!'

beauty said 'bye!'

u tried to rejuvenate?!

perhaps not.

poor poor face...