Tumbled To Perfection

Putting My Feet in the Dirt: September Prompt #18 : Polished to Perfection


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Her nails were perfect

her hair was too

her smile was the best smile money could buy

and so were her boobs.


Her beauty was like those rough little stones

you polished and tumbled for nights

and when they were done and looked like jewels

you wore them with childlike  delight


but if they were flawed,

straight to the garden they went

to live with the mulch

and slugs.


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