It was you all along
Telling me that I would be nothing
With yr fur coat and red lipstick
Always wanted something for nothing
But I know you were like that
You used me like the others
And when I asked for payment
You said I wasn't any good
We weren't even acquaintances
I don't know why I am talking to you
Because I learned to forgive
But I'll be damn if I ever forget
LeeAnn, your poem is sweet revenge and poetic justice! Chantal is probably being lambasted by animal rights activists. Meanwhile, you're being praised for your poetry. And for your forgiveness.
CONTINUED: Outstanding poetry from your lively mind. I congratulate you on the 5 fullest stars. I really enjoyed this great extraordinary poem
My dear LeeAnn, this is crystal clear and fascinatingly composed, I thought I was with you, you phrased your poem in such a vivid tone, and I feel like I was with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a great realistic tone, feels as if we were present, images anger and all. A well conceived, great poem, wearing a dramatic and poetic shawl. Loved It!