Vanity

Some call it vanity I call it complete sanity I belong to a different league A goddess with a cocktail of different wigs Far too intelligent for any audience To mass entertain will be an utter nuisance I'm too intelligent to respond It’s only with a certain class that I bond For I am far too glamorous To be anything but humorous I belong to a group called animosity A simple case of personal philosophy Where I outclass modernity My body built to perfection I know it is the universal intention Some call it vanity I call it complete sanity I am so artistically brainy That my thoughts are far from grainy I belong to a different breed I simply will not spoon-feed If you are born empty inside I’m afraid I can’t take you for a ride They refer to my vanity as a beast I stare at my vanity with sanity as a feast