| Vanity |
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| Written by Sylvia Chidi | |
| Sunday, 17 January 2010 | |
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Vanity (When I recited this poem to mum, we both laughed as she said 'It is only someone with complete vanity that will understand this poem - what’s that guys name again from X-Factor? The guy who reminds me of a cow!) Some call it vanity I call it complete sanity I belong to a different league A goddess with a cocktail of different wigs Far too intelligent for any audience To mass entertain will be an utter nuisance I'm too intelligent to respond It’s only with a certain class that I bond For I am far too glamorous To be anything but humorous I belong to a group called animosity A simple case of personal philosophy Where I outclass modernity My body built to perfection I know it is the universal intention Some call it vanity I call it complete sanity I am so artistically brainy That my thoughts are far from grainy I belong to a different breed I simply will not spoon-feed If you are born empty inside I’m afraid I can’t take you for a ride They refer to my vanity as a beast I stare at my vanity with sanity as a feast Copyright 2009 - Sylvia Chidi |
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