let them drive you to action
or they're wasted wind.
Yesterday's Gnocchi:
don't throw up your din.
Perfume: subtlety
is everything, linger close
to your secret sin.
Though it might intrigue
voyeurs, your navel: it's meant
for a private spin.
Bra's an exception:
when it stands for women's rights,
not if fashion trend.
No heart on your sleeve,
baby: they'll rip you apart --
find the one true friend.
* Thanks to Emily Hipchen for this prompt.
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