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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451352" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Secret of beauty! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sitting with my feet in a hot tub<br>Full of soap suds and a gentle scrub.<br>The smart, young attendant said with a smile<br>Mam, just let go and relax for a while.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Feet have more than a dozen acupressure<br>Points, it will take just under an hour<br>Before I am done, and your dainty feet<br>Feel rejuvenated, and you sleep in your seat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was right; I did feel restful and nodded off<br>Woke, when heard him ask, pink or mauve<br>I mean nail enamel, massaging my calves.<br>‘I can see you love your job’, he laughed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lovely damsels with feet on my lap<br>What more could want a young chap? <br>This was my first experience of pedicure<br>He saw to it that had no complaints for sure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He did everything with focus and flair<br>A quality I find has become quite rare.<br>Was pleasantly surprised, well, a wee bit<br>To spot a senior citizen, beside me sit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Catching up with his clients on mobile, <br>While I scribbled merrily, for a while.<br>Our eyes met, he said, I Have diabetes<br>Doctor’s orders must take care of my feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was life buzzing in the parlour.<br>Outside it was drizzling at that mid noon hour.<br>I got up feeling light, a spring in my feet.<br>And stepped out with a parasol, on the street.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My mother’s words came rushing to my mind, she said<br>Chinese used to bind the feet of young girls, I read<br>Cruel, indeed; don't get entrapped by painted lips and cheeks.<br>Told my brother to choose a girl who takes care of her feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mamta+Agarwal">Mamta Agarwal</a><div class=q>
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The smart, young attendant said with a smile
Mam, just let go and relax for a while.

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