She felt she was more important
that the rest of us.
She always paraded around in
fancy clothes.
She never spoke to us,
like a first class snob.
I wondered what nonsense made
her so self-obsessed.
I wonder what nonsense makes
people act like her.
Imagine going through life thinking
you’re better than others.
Imagine how limited a life
that would be.
And I wonder if she ever got married
and woe to her husband if she did.
Bob Boyd