jane solanrobertson - Mother Figure

She 's saving for a facelift
For that would mean perfection
And together with her silicone boobs
She 'd flush any man's complexion
Her skin is caked with face cream
To keep her young at night
Lips swollen red and deftly licked
For every man in sight.
A mother and a grandma
She knows where her duties lie:
If her family is distressed, she 'll get undressed
And in the sun she 'll fry.
A nagging guilty conscience
Distorts reality-
She boasts of how she strove to be
A devoted mum of three!
Now a' glamorous granny'
(And punished for her sins)
She still cant see the difference
Between her daughter's darling twins.
Her nails are long and crimson
And her toes are dressed with gold,
But a carefree mask conceals the fear
That one day she 'll grow old.
She gyrates on the dancefloor
In the latest youthful trends:
A forty-something Goddess
And her twenty-something friends.

jane solanrobertson

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