UNCOMMON
A Poem about something rare: JEWELRY.
TWINKLE TWINKLE…
I see a gem, while staring at myself in front of my man.
MY MAN MY MAN...
He's my biggest fan... as he watches where this necklace ran.
How glitzy and glamour it sparkles with clamor...
I hear and see jealous faces, all around, even that bitch from high school
turned around.
All because this gem is demure.
How expensive and regal it seems to be...
Bulgari, De Beers, Tiffany's... Cartier all make me stand up and say...
"YAY!"
Their quality of diamonds are no match to beat, especially Cartier:
"The Ryu", "The Iwana", and "The Nouchali" are all mine, just
because my man thinks I'm DIVINE!
Copyright 2023, Rev. Nnedi Iwuchukwu, BA, BMsc, MMsc, LMT, LMI, MMP, CTP-EA, AINS, RYT-200
About the Creator
Princess Rev. Nnedi Iwuchukwu, M.Msc., LMT, LMI, MMP, Yogi
Rev. Nnedi, is an ordained minister, licensed celebrity medical massage practitioner, instructor, dream interpreter, entrepreneur and is Roman Catholic. A PORTION OF THE TIPS AND SUBSCRIPTIONS RECEIVED, WILL BE DONATED TO VARIOUS CHARITES.
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