Mutton Dressed As Lamb Poem by DM W
Mutton Dressed As Lamb
You paint your face and switch off your troubled mind,
But you don't seem to perceive the warning signs.
You frequent the trendy restaurants and bars,
As you seek a free ride in life's flashy car,
You may dye your hair and consume fashion's fruits,
But you won't disguise the wrinkles and the roots.
You may sup deeply from the fountain of youth,
But you're growing old and grey - and that's the truth!
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