My spa is famous, I make beauty
Eyes, mouth, lips, legs
We show you the models
They become you
What I create I can’t do;
I disapprove of my past
In a mirror I see someone else
So glowing and kind it can’t be me
My skin tech’s superb but others improve
Soon they’ll make not faces but minds
I won’t mind
My clients deserve the best
So do my children and husband
I will never prove good enough
Soon I’ll buy them a better version
When my twin stranger arrives
I’ll go off where you can’t come back
It took all my work to learn
The best piece of life is peace
And it’s drop-dead gorgeous