At twenty five she was the town beauty though that seems a while ago
And fifteen years later it does seem time is becoming her foe
With a son of five and a daughter of three
She is not the beauty that she used to be
No longer the number one beauty of the town
To cover the gray in her raven dark hair she has dyed it brown
She has put on weight some ten kilos or more
Amongst the town beauties no longer to the fore
Most people look fit and well in their life's prime
But eventually we all become victims of time
For a while she was the young woman the local young men wished to know
But already the years on her beginning to show
And worse for her the unfaithful man she is married to having his bit on the side
And that feels quite shattering to her sense of pride.
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