For Martha by Chris Sorrenti
dare we smirk at this crazy lady?
who runs laughingly amok all the way to the bank
getting richer by the minute
of her own unique obsessions
cooking, decorating, gardening...renovating
to a degree and volume
most of us could never fathom
on an industrial scale
like a feminine Renoir on Meth
she dispenses her magic in magazines and television
a positive egotist without vices or boundaries
leaving the common woman...and some men to be sure
in both stunned and inadequate awe
it’s been said more get depressed watching her
than from the evening news
though despite the snickers, parodies, and law suits
there’s a slice of Stewart in all of us
in what we decorate our own hearts as dear
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Revised © 2017
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06/13/2017 Posted on 06/13/2017 Copyright © 2024 Chris Sorrenti
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