1 November 2012
As a little girl, I went in, To my mothers room which beheld a tin, And inside this tin was secret galore, All the make up my mama wore,
Bright red lippy and powder puff, All sorts of miraculous stuff, Eye shadow and mascara, All for my mummy, Lara,
When I was three, I went in And got the red lippy from the tin, I grabbed it and twirled it to the top, I put it on the dressing table and began to chop,
As a toddler, I didn't know better, Not to pour water in the mascara to make it wetter, When my mam found out she had a fit, Now I look back, I can't control laughing - not a bit!
The Make-up Tin • Opuss № I