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Post by Randacello (MirandaRae) on Apr 3, 2003 13:54:18 GMT -5
In What Parallel Universe? (To The Belle Of The Blue Light Special)
In what parallel universe do squawks as high-pitched and whiny as Lee Press-On nails engraving childish scrawls on a chalkboard pass as melodious?
In what parallel universe are babbled assumptions, jumped-to conclusions, and tall tales from a cob-webbed brain considered intelligence and truth?
In what parallel universe do ill-fitting rags snatched off K-Mart's Blue Light Special going-out-of-business rack pass as haute couture?
In what parallel universe are egocentric boors deadset on degrading and one-upping their peers considered supportive friends?
In what parallel universe do lazy, parasitic, self-deluding, self-aggrandizing, flawed little frauds like you pass as God's gift to oxygen?
Copyright 4/3/03 by Miranda Rae (Everything I want to say to a particular woman I know...and can't stand)
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Post by Elle Rush on Oct 17, 2005 16:02:14 GMT -5
I love the use of cleverness to combat the world's injustices... and so many times, the line between friend and foe is blurred, and we are left to wonder who is what. It's because our own definitions are so different, I think. What one holds sacred, another could care less about. Stick to the high-standard you hold yourself to, no matter the sinking expectations and morals of those around you, woman! I know you do! Very well-done.
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Post by PoetOfSerendipity on Oct 31, 2005 9:25:29 GMT -5
LOL... VERY well done Miranda.. I think we ALL know someone like that. The only thing is... if you DID ever say these things to her.. she would be absolutely sure you were talking about someone else!
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