Listening to someone talk only
About themselves
Is like a beauty pageant
Without the swimsuit competition
There's no reason to stay tuned in

she is
a dart
with crafty
that surfs
the pipes
by their
wave's crack  
if she
enjoys her
drag and
fulfills dream
that sports
her next
bikini but
on beach
baits her
seam well

A girl  
with a
whim here
in front
of him
fit attire
with tass
and string
that pare
the Bordeaux
and made
this wing
fly together
with their
hoard of
rich dark
eaten fudge