Sylvia Chidi

Rookie - 55 Points (Germany)

Vanity - Poem by Sylvia Chidi

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

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  • Rookie - 200 Points Ernestine Northover (10/31/2009 2:30:00 PM)

    I love it! Great words, and a great poem to weld them all together. A super read, flows with ease and the tongue agrees. Thanks for the pleasure of perusing it.
    Love and hugs Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 31, 2009

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 9, 2011


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