I wondered loudly to the crowd
That gathers ‘round when I appear
“You’re obviously pretty wowed -
I’m not sure I should let you near.”
So they stepped back to give me room
Afraid I’d leave them in their gloom.
Because, you see, they idolize
my every move, each breath I take,
my perfect hair, my gorgeous eyes.
This sort of thing you just can’t fake.
It only takes a single glance
from me to make my minions dance.
I could go on, it isn’t hard.
Unseemly, maybe some would say
(no doubt some jealous tub of lard -
who’d care what she thought, anyway?).
Trust me, I know you’ll never see
A thing as great as me, me, me!
alondra over 14 years ago
I’m not that crazy for poetry either.
Allisonian over 14 years ago
Ode to Myself, by Jeri Keene
I wondered loudly to the crowd That gathers ‘round when I appear “You’re obviously pretty wowed - I’m not sure I should let you near.” So they stepped back to give me room Afraid I’d leave them in their gloom.
Because, you see, they idolize my every move, each breath I take, my perfect hair, my gorgeous eyes. This sort of thing you just can’t fake. It only takes a single glance from me to make my minions dance.
I could go on, it isn’t hard. Unseemly, maybe some would say (no doubt some jealous tub of lard - who’d care what she thought, anyway?). Trust me, I know you’ll never see A thing as great as me, me, me!
bald over 14 years ago
go ahead and submit what you just said teena. i understood it
and i don’t really like poetry
alondra over 14 years ago
Allisonian did you write that for Jeri or my sister?
Asrial over 14 years ago
By George, I think she’s got it !