Looking nearer, in the mirror, now it's clearer
Something's queerer. That's a wrinkle! Make-up sprinkle,
now I twinkle. Used to smolder, now I'm older,
but much bolder. And will not fear - this "age" is here.
I once was young, my spring had sprung, with my sharp tongue
Sung songs unsung. Had my first kiss, ignorance bliss,
nothing amiss. Such joie de vivre, and so naive,
could not conceive, that life would change; would rearrange.
I'm now mature, with more allure, Cuz now secure
I'm not unsure of who I am, don't give a damn-
Got brains, not glam. Be young again? No way...Amen!
Already been. I'm grown up now. Content? And how!
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Author Notes
Vers Beaucoup with broken rule (4 words per rhyme) - forgive me, Curt!!
The format for Vers Beaucoup is a 4-3-3-2 rhyme scheme, using NO MORE than 3 words PER RHYME. (some places, I have 4 words per rhyme - don't yell at me, Curt)
Rhyme Scheme:
a-a-a
a-b-b
b-c-c
c-d-d
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