You're not a gamine; you're gentle, pristine.
No mischievous gleam dissenting from sheen.
But then there's belief that seeming a quean
Can lead to prestige the world can't prevene.
So nothing has changed, the burdens remain.
So nothing has changed, the burdens remain.
The wording you staged might cage my refrain.
Detainment of hate is tough to maintain
When faced with a phrase from mega-urbane.
The stories you give inform me, submit
A torrent of glib, exorbitant shit.
Past glory you lived: historical bit
Of overly hip decorum--no wit.
Motif that accedes to hedonist creed--
Your legacy gleaned from what you concede.
The people you pleased are laughing at deed
You chose to complete. Demeaning, indeed.
"your legacy gleaned from what you concede" - ouch, so elegantly dismissive of the elegantly dismissive. Oscar Wilde would have a hard time dealing with you.
ReplyDeleteI have quite the hedonist creed.
ReplyDeleteI like the way William (above) said my first thought so, I'll skip that...
ReplyDeleteI loved the two opening lines. I bet they'd have that look on their faces if they read this! :)