Fingers and toes, hands and feet,
bedtime and cream, this isn't a dream,
I'm wrinkled and shriveled and dry.
Smearing it on, rubbing it in,
Thick cocoa butters, goo for the udders,
My soles and my palms require aid.
I take it real slow, I pamper my leather,
I coo to torn cuticles, try to be gentle.
We all fall apart. Oh look, there's a wart!
love it!
Posted by: mary ann | Sunday, May 20, 2012 at 07:09 AM
;-)
Posted by: Jeff | Saturday, May 19, 2012 at 10:43 PM