Millennium Narcissus

The year Two-Thousand ought to be

Full of people more like me.

I know I'm young, extremely pretty,

Intellectual and witty,

Cute and gorgeous, this I know,

(Wish someone would tell me so).

At parties I'm the perfect Host,

Never one to pose or boast,

Never brag about my fame,

'Modesty's' my middle name !

Let there be no doubt about it,

I'm not one to shout about it.

Then, of course, I'm rich and wealthy,

Full of fun, extremely healthy,

People just don't treat me right,

Venting jealousy and spite:

Oh, why can't people try to be

Well,.......perfect, just like me ???

by

Shirley Frances Winskill 2000