She mixes and matched every outfit... <br />Now her clothes are perfect. <br />She brushes with care, <br />now her hair is perfect. <br />Brush, rise, swish, rise, floss, rise... <br />Now her teeth are perfect. <br />She washes her face, puts on her makeup... <br />Now her face is perfect. <br />Now she is completely perfect. <br />She smiles one last perfect smile <br />and starts her perfect day. <br />The weather was lovely and perfect... <br />then it stared to rain. <br />Her perfect dry-cleaned clolthes crinkled and shrunk. <br />Her perfect hair tangles and clumps <br />Her perfect teeth are covered in red lipstick. <br />Mascara and concealer are smeared down her perfect cheeks, <br />her lips are now pulled down into a not so perfect frown... <br />So much for perfection!<br /><br />Kelly Curiel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/being-perfect/
