Rum-raisoned socialite stumbled
Gucci footed first into a puddle of promises.
Lifting herself from obscurity
she puckered up but missed the mouth of opportunity.
Waging war on ascots and aristocrats
stuck up her nose into the stale stagnant boardroom
of deals dealt on false fiscal dreams.
Dow Jonsing it up and down down and up
like a sorry spinning wheel of fortune
spreading herself thin till she was well spent.
Lucya W.K.Lebid @2010
© 2010, Lucya Kotelewec Lebid, all rights reserved
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