Beauty

Beauty sits beneath the oak
Smiling her secret smile
Still as a glacier
And just as cold

Beauty has no time for charm
She behaves for money
Polite as a Stepford wife
And just as contrived

Beauty is a fickle beast
With a taste for insincerity
Transparent like a diamond
And just as useless

Ugly sits beside a stump
Hiding behind talent
Furtive as a mouse
And lost in a world of beauty.

Little Ginge x

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