The Hanging Gardens Of Babylon Poem by Sheena Blackhall

48 skin tags the surgeon was pleased to excise
Like the Hanging Gardens of Babylon cut down to size

Like the burls on a tree trunk, the tree's response to stress,
Or the conkers on horse chestnuts wearing their Autumn dress

Seborrheic keratoses and liver spots, unwanted gifts of age
And deep etched wrinkles, come with Time's turned page

The Hanging Gardens of Babylon were pruned on a regular basis,
Ladies, the same should be done to necks and faces