Her legs were knobbly boles
jammed into shabby slippers,
her swollen feet two massive moles
shuffling along on flappy flippers.
She’d lost her lover long ago –
he’d found a svelte and pretty thing –
she wondered if this girl would know
she’d soon be tethered to his ring.
Soon she too would feel the rips
appearing in her self esteem
and when she offered him her lips
he’d vanish into someone else’s dream.