I remember once being told I was nothing but fluff. <br />With a life that would lead to nothing, <br />Because I was not made of the right stuff. <br />And purposely I see these folks. <br />And keep my mouth close shut. <br />Since most of them are limping with canes, <br />If not laying flat on their butts! <br />And I am happy and glad my stuff is fluff. <br />With a still muscled butt that allows my strut! <br />And please by all means, <br />Call that vanity!<br /><br />Lawrence S. Pertillar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/call-that-vanity/
