Revised sonnet #484
Id landed work as nurse aid labour cheap
At licensed rest home never known to lie
And set on self improvement dont you weep
Ive learnt a rite as wrinklies writhe and die
The demon needs a fresher body nigh
In swap of destiny it doesnt fuss
It rants abuse at random passerby
I stand immune I never key in cuss
Im crypto were wolf what they never suss
I shave and wax till skin is smooth and bare
Im shy to say theres many more of us
In beauty products we tap savoir faire
The medical term senile seems absurd
The demon wants to form the final word
Chorus absurd bizarre weird
