Ugly
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Mark R Slaughter
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Ugly said it all.
I played with light,
Smeared the glass,
Blurred my vision -
Still an arse, my face.
I drank a little more,
Talked it up - tanked up!
Still the hideous whore
Was howling in disdain,
For Ugly stared again.
F**ked up, I gave up -
Took a hefty pill.
Ugly died an ill.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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