Sunday, 12 August 2012

The Beautiful Ones




Where do all the beautiful ones go?
When they start to fade
and their looks have flown.
To risk their life, under the knife?
For a nip and tuck, that could surely fuck up.
Or to leave the scene.
Disappear from view, opt out and go.
Live life alone, like Greta Garbo.



3 comments:

  1. Ruthie, you really do need to put all these beautifully written, totally contemporary writings into a book! Sending love, my darling friend...

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    1. Thank you Marsha, hope you are well .. we are at last enjoying some sunshine here xx

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  2. An ode to the famous and vain.

    A witty ditty.....xx

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