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I had a makeover the other day At Seasons Beauty Salon down Hillsborough way. They cleansed my face with all sorts of potions, Toners, skin cleansers, all sorts of lotions. Then onward to have my hair done It really was quite fun, She washed and blow dried my hair, While I sat there without a care. My hair was beginning to look quite nice, And then much to my surprise I looked in the mirror What I saw was a winner. Now on to have my face made up Without even having a tasty cup Of coffee or of tea, They had only time for me. I looked a million dollars And after all the hollers My friends all looked twice to see If this was really, really me. A beauty for a day, Thanh you God I pray. I had it in my power To look like a little flower But it did not last And now it's in the past Perhaps I'll have a makeover another time And then again I'll look quite fine. We will just have to see But for now I'll just be me.
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This poem was writen by a member of the Prozac Prose Group.
They meet weekly, 6.45pm on Tuesdays at the Burton Street Project, Sheffield.