Mannequin Poem by anais vionet
Mannequin
I envy the stylish model
her styrofoam perfect breasts
those legs that never need shaving
the sweet smile that needs no rest
the hair that's always behaving
the pose that teasingly arrests
she's a icon of current fashion
a flower neatly pressed
but no love will ever find her
no one cares if she's undressed
she'll never accomplish anything
never mind - I'm not impressed
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5/5/2024 3:49:01 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Absolutely, the look isn't everything. I doubt if one could even boil an egg.