Revised sonnet #1402
Those self improvement guru sutures pend
The better me once loser mongoloid
The epicanthal lids he lopped off void
The button nose he bulked up bridge and bend
The surgeon sawed apart that inches rend
The bones of legs in ratcheting deployed
In metal screws and braces were they buoyed
They grew in gaps the extra bone to mend
Im photogenic passable the height
I blend in any milling city crowd
I share a balding pate a common blight
I booty check the women monobrowed
I know Ill meet her soon the love life lacks
I wonder whether shell shave pluck or wax
Chorus lacks needs wants