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The Plastic Surgeonís Case-load
 
Some want extra,
and some want less;
some want new noses,
some want new breasts,
or eyebrows and chins,
a face thatís all wrong,
burn-marks and birth marks,
itís the familiar old song
of the unhappy human ó
 
I am not me in this horrible shape,
take it away, replace it with grace.

Gill McEvoy

If you have any comments on this poem, Gill McEvoy would be pleased to hear from you.

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