it would be nice for my readers
(who stretch from Seoul to Saskatchewan
and Sydney to Stockholm)
to have a picture of me
relaxing with a glass of wine before dinner.
(Despite the tone of my blog
I don't drink the dregs.)
I'm beautiful - but modest.
You wouldn't believe that I'm 70
(in ant-eater years).
I can't decide which
is my handsomest feature -
my exquisite nose, my lovable ears,
my ravishing colour-scheme,
my satiny fur, or my sexy legs.