Pomposity

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Being rich can give you strange values?

The Perfect life, a wife half his age

Their house grand, with a zip code to match

No hawkers, appointments only

 

The library full of Shakespeare

Never opened, for it’s the show that counts

 

Dinner Parties, A new painting

Purchased, because we can,

A favourite phrase for American wealth,

 

Pompous talk of Wine and Poetry

Vinegar, and Plagiarism their only worth,

Still the new boob job to admire

 

The children, off to England, Trophy kids,

Breast fed by American Express.

The Debutants Ball awaits them

And a hoorah Henry wedding their destiny

 

Church on Sunday

New money at the front

The old money sitting in the private pew

God for sale,

And the greenback will mop the saint’s brow

 

Even in death a grand memorial

But decay gives no privilege

Let’s hope the pearly gates are the right colour

And god has the right zip code

For pomposity, might just send them to the wrong house.

 

 

 

 


Submitted: April 21, 2012

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GuiltyPleasure

Well! I liked it instantly. It is an eye opener and it opens them with a wild jerk. All along it was replete with brilliant irony and not bitterness. What an accomplishment :)

Sat, April 21st, 2012 7:07pm

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thank you for reading my poem

Sat, April 21st, 2012 12:18pm

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