Branded Poem by John F. McCullagh
Branded
Her little black dress is by Ralph Lauren,
her complexion is Lancôme.
Estee lauder blushed her lips
And Apple made her phone.
She loves the feel of Hermes' silk
upon her naked skin.
Her shoes are Gucci,
her bag by Coach.
Her perfume is 'my Sin'
Lady Clairol turned her hair
the color of ripe wheat.
She's a devil wearing Prada
who looks good enough to eat.
I ponder on this vision
And a stray thought makes me laugh:
My fiercely independent woman
Has been 'branded' like a calf.
Ingenious, very well written and amusing to read, What more does the reader need?
Ingenious, very well written and amusing to read, What more does the reader need?
..........this luxurious poem deserves a gold medal.....truly enjoyed reading every line... ..................................~~~~~~~ love love love ~~~~~~~...............................
Ha! I absolutely love this poem! How original and masterfully creative! A definite save to my favorites list! Well done!
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Wow, beautiful poem! Short, but the farthest thing from simple! Truly great (: I invite you to check out some of my own, and leave any advise for me as a writer, I would greatly appreciate it! Sincerely - Christian Hudak