Old Age Size
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I wake up
every morning
spread across
my bed.
Whilst yawning,
yawning, yawning,
my chins
support my head.
My breasts
like trembling bubbles
slope down
towards my thighs.
Fat, old age
is comfortable,
but fat, old age
brings sighs.
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