A Poem by The Ugly Rose

It's about how hard we try to be pretty for the people of the world


I stretch, I flex

I push, I pull

Tendons straining

Muscles working

Stomach contracting

Pain up my leg


I bend over

I stretch up

My leg shoots out

My ankle stretches


No rest for my body

No movement without pain

Must have the perfection

Must have the lovely body

For them we must

Be all but beautiful..


So I'm in pain

But that's how it is

Be that gorgeous goddess

Be that lovely lady...

© 2009 The Ugly Rose

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Added on September 20, 2009


The Ugly Rose
The Ugly Rose

Calgary, Canada

* I love it when you rate my work, not just review it :P* Nearly all my work has spelling errors because my keyboard often misses keys that I press * **If you would like to quote my work, or use it.. more..

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A Poem by The Ugly Rose