SH_PESHIFTER
Another subtle change
and she was unrecognisable once more:
in face at least, for the men who watched
roared in laughter as she fell
over the umbrella stand once more.
But, at least for them, it was a handy tool
indeed, for there wouldn't be
an umbrella stand
to trip and break her guise
And she made her favourites too,
those that were her instead
of her in another's face.
The face she was born with
was hard to match, when it had changed
far too much since that day,
but what she had made her own
Was almost
as good.