My wife used to be a model,
But then she grew to hate
The profession as demeaning
What it pretends to celebrate.
And yet, she'll say in passing
That it wasn't always bad;
That for paychecks and for travel
She was really very glad --
I know it's not simple, like
Brief sunlight in bad weather:
But many things in life consist
Of good and bad
Together
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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