Dog Mom

“Dog mom” she says proudly.

Face to face with the

sagging eyed, wrinkled faced, drooling fleabag.

She plasters her disingenuous smile across Instagram.

The only social media she participates in

And lets everyone know “Oh, I’m NOT on Facebook.”

As if people would miss her vacuous commentary.

Stick to Instagram where personality doesn’t matter.

And there she boosts herself.

Wearing hipster hats that look as forced as her friendships.

Judging the happy people, she sees

If blocking her was the resolution- I would never see her again

But unfortunately, it’s a harder feat.  

She saunters around the office building.

Seeping toxicity around like her overly sweet French perfume

She speaks with a superior tone as if we are to feel graced by her words.

This haughty, stuck-up mean girl

Her favorite past time is to spread drama.

 Snoop and spy

Sabotage when the chances arise.

She loves to bring up her past -So we see how far she has come.

How much she has done with where she started.

The problem is if she didn’t constantly speak about herself.

No one would remember her- at least not pleasantly.

Just that stuck-up mean girl who everyone hates.

Everyone but her dog.

 

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

'Saunters around the office building. - Seeping toxicity around like her overly sweet French perfume -
She speaks with a superior tone as if we are to feel graced by her words. - This haughty, stuck-up mean girl - Her favorite past time is to spread drama. - Snoop and spy - Sabotage when the chances arise

Read twice, not stopped smiling, love the humour, appreciate the wa your words are laid, start to finish you have a style of your own! Will read some more as often as can. Thank you! Take care

[DIVYA]

I really enjoyed this story!

I know this type. Extremely shallow and selfish types that give a f**k about anything in the world, but their hollow selves.

"Look at me, look at me, how great I am and my life." That's all they're basically about. Anything they write, do or say is calculated and measured to make a statement about themselves or drive home some needed point. And God save anyone who comes in their way.

Most people are forced to tolerate them to avoid becoming a victim of their sly toxicity. I make it a point to change my lane whenever I see one of them approaching. Diplomacy be damned.

A very inspiring piece. Loved it!

[Fabian G. Franklin]

DAMN!! but this was funny and harsh...I have such sympathy now for the poor pooch. (laughing) Well done! Thanks for the laugh.

[willweb]

And the dog may only tolerate her because he or she likes the brand of food she buys. Dogs aren't stupid.
This was funny and I can see this.