fall for imperfection
this poem isnt particularly about anyone..i just like it..
Isn’t She Just Perfect (fall for imperfection)
Simple things will amuse simple minds my friend,
And I being pleasantly simplistic.
Your eyes will entertain me for hours on end.
Too bad you are quite narcissistic.
You’ll look in the mirror just for fun
Make a game out of searching for flaws.
The game will be won when you have found none.
If you look closer you’d be sure to see claws.
How did you come so close to perfection?
The reddest rose but the sharpest thorns.
No boy meets your standards, you make no exceptions.
You’ll find you’re self alone, choosing out-fits that go with your horns.
Isn’t She Just Perfect (fall for imperfection)
Simple things will amuse simple minds my friend,
And I being pleasantly simplistic.
Your eyes will entertain me for hours on end.
Too bad you are quite narcissistic.
You’ll look in the mirror just for fun
Make a game out of searching for flaws.
The game will be won when you have found none.
If you look closer you’d be sure to see claws.
How did you come so close to perfection?
The reddest rose but the sharpest thorns.
No boy meets your standards, you make no exceptions.
You’ll find you’re self alone, choosing out-fits that go with your horns.