' Tendency Of Superficiality... ' Poem by MoonBee Canady

When We Decorate Our House With Stuff
We Don’t Go Get Nothing Hideous
It’s A Natural, Stage of Selection
To Want To Get As Close, as can to Perfection

We Pick The Mundane and Ordinary for Elimination
And Plain and Old and Ugly, Suffer Rejection
And We Don’t Even Stop for A Second’s Castigation
‘Don’t You Daydream of The Best in Imagination?

So, Its True, Blondes, Do Have More Fun
… As Long, as They have Pretty Face and Form
And Redheads Too, Don’t Come In Last …
As Long as They Like To Watch Them Pass

Brunettes, Big Eyes, … Chain-Reactions
Its Just The Law of The Jungle-Attraction
… For Me, Its Tall Guys, with Quick Smiles
Maybe Good Biceps … but Indeed, Debonair Style

… and a Light, Brisk Cologne Scent, That Flows
… His Name was Floyd, in LA … 20 Years Ago
So … Don’t Be So Hard On Yourself, Anderson Crowe
It’s A Tendency-Superficiality, You Know …



Dedicated To: Anderson Crowe A Fellow-PoemHunter Member, Inspired by His Poem... ' On The Day, I Quit My Job '...