Sense Sonnet - Tickler

Eye Job

I told the plastic surgeon that
I wanted a new face to show
Long sexy eyelashes to bat
My sex appeal in rapid flow
Across two dreamy sparkling eyes
To look beholders in rapt gaze.
Upon the sight of such a prize,
Truly a vision to amaze.
And so the plastic surgeon did
Optic magic cut here, snipped there,
To the result that I did bid,
An eye set extraordinaire.

I look into the mirror and see
An ostrich looking back at me.