I used to be a lifeguard.
A sun-bathed water nymph with sunglasses on.
I would jump straight into the deep end,
and barely make a splash.
Venus of my domain, crawling up into my seashell throne
looking down on my subjects, prone to my supine.
But the power company didn't take happiness,
so now I sell my beauty for tips.
As if the tips of these lips or these hips,
could save you.
And the funny part is,
they could.
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