Vain Poem by William Kofoed
Vain
She walks by
In different outfits
Every day
Some new
Some as tight
As her skin
Nothing hidden
All to see
Then wrapped up
All is covered
And every thing
In between
All the colors
Where does she find them
And the shoes
Changed every day
But one thing
Is consistent
Every day
It is there
A quick peek
Is he watching
As I walk
In front of him
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8/1/2025 3:38:54 AM # 1.0.0
Vain is plain from this poem. Thanks William.