it's me

me

who is that sorry state

comatose in bed?

who is that silly mess

with limbs as heavy as lead?

who is that waste of space

still in her nightwear?

who is that stupid girl

with the dirty unkempt hair?

who is that miserable thing

watching telly at midday?

who is that weeping wretch?

oh, it's me......

.......................you don't say?

The End

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