The Joke Poem by Justin Reamer

Sitting in a room with a bunch of girls,
With my brother and my mother,
I am laughing to myself,
That there is an 'industry' like any other.
What I see here in this
Room is Insecurity like that of idiocy,
I see the provocation of vainglory,
Why anyone would focus on pride,
Is the funniest thing of all.
Girls are in a 'pageant, '
An industry, apparently,
It is just a quick buck,
When they aren't aware of the scandal.
Is it confidence? Is it goals?
Nope, it's nothing but that,
These girls are being scandalised,
Which they don't know at all,
Conformity was always a problem,
I know this quite well,
These people are so very blind,
When they won't get help at all.
The hosts say with great effort,
That they are here to help,
To help them with self-confidence,
And to help them with their future.
However, this is not true,
A scandal, if anything,
It promotes vainglory and pride,
And the chance to make a quick buck.
Oh, you people who are so blind,
How I pity you. I hope you
Don't get robbed of your money
For making the biggest mistake of your life.