FabulousA Poem by DaydreamingAngel~
The girl in this poem is fabulous. Biut what really menas most to her?
Elegantly here I sit
Dressed all in fur and silk
From head to toe, it’s obvious I am
My nails are the colour of the purest rose
The sweetest pink eye shadow sitting above my eyes
Eyes full of volume from that night black mascara
Admit it, you know I’m fabulous
On my feet are the most fashionable heels
My hair always has the most flair
I’m the height of society, the crème de la crème
I scream fabulous, and you know it
The sweet smell of flowers wafts from me
That’s my perfume
Everyone is dying to meet me
That’s because I am fabulous
Gifts and flowers are rained upon me
From my adoring fans
I am a magnet to people, no one can resist me
I’m just so fabulous
My mansion is full of oh so much luxury
On top of a hill by the aquamarine sea
I own a swimming pool, a makeup armoire and a clothes room.
But I own even more, because I’m fabulous
But even though I’m beautiful and rich
And even though I’m popular and loved by all
Nothing means more to me...
Than my real family and my real friends.
© 2011 DaydreamingAngel~
Added on December 18, 2011
Last Updated on December 18, 2011
AboutI am a kind and polite girl and many others say I have a vivid imagtion and that I am a great writer. I like cute things, writing stories, reading stories, Sonic, Mario, Pokemon, anime, managa, lolita.. more..