George Bernard Shaw Poems info I hope you have lost your good looks, for while they last, any fool can adore you, and the adoration of fools is bad for the soul. No, give me a ruined complexion and a lost figure and sixteen chins on a farmyard of crow's feet and an obvious wig. Then you shall see me come out strong. Category: Beauty in Women Author: George Bernard Shaw 0 Give your vote +5 Like this poem? leave your comment here George Bernard Shaw

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