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The Botox of Beauty





Abstain from the banner
That speaks of such beauty'
For it is a mere exhilaration
rather than science
but all it manages is but
To malign the borders of beauty

Strange as the bands of hairs that grow
are the wrinkles free face
But well even then i consider it
rather bestial
To bespatter the body"s blight
For in the effort of flying away
You're boarding the return flight

As poison brought with glee
Inspite of it not being free
to get what is against
The very rule of the lord
the bourne supremacy
declines like brashness
Though we are moving from records to i pods

After all that you show today
Is nothin but what you lack
but isn't it fare on what you pay
To make the looks more gail and gay
abstain from the barbaric deed
Away from the banner
for the eternal prettiness
as per duty
Can never be the Botox of beauty

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