MY LEGS
were once two hairy sticks that weren't very good at jumping rope
but by the time I reached the age of algebra
they had come into their own
and now, in spin class they are revered
envied for their strength
honored for their beauty
hairless, for the most part
except that place that the razor misses, just behind the ankle.
(Just do it - NIke)
were once two hairy sticks that weren't very good at jumping rope
but by the time I reached the age of algebra
they had come into their own
and now, in spin class they are revered
envied for their strength
honored for their beauty
hairless, for the most part
except that place that the razor misses, just behind the ankle.
(Just do it - NIke)