Wednesday, August 15, 2012

so she talks over whatever you're saying

not really wanting to hear...

frightened in her skin

and ungracious as any provincial

uncomfortable in her skin

in any situation she cannot control

she will claim rudeness as a right

and a privilege of the imperious

oh pity her when real disaster

chips away at her world

and she cannot order the table correctly

and she disappoints her equally deluded betters

there is nothing to say of such a one

and so much the better for those who aren't involved...

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