Superlative

I'm perfectly good at being the best
But I'm desperate for you to know it
I'll work 'til I'm pale to outshine the rest
So if I impress you, please show it.

I'm quite a w***e for compliments
There's no end to my industry
My clothes and my hair and my home and my cakes...
Stepford Wives have nothing on me.

I need to be your favourite
It doesn't matter to me who you are
I'll shove to the front with my fool's gold smile
As real as a tinsel star.

The paradox with being the best
Is that I also excel in disaster
No one will hurt you as well as I can
Or pull the ground from you faster.

I'll tear out your heart with a flourish
And add it to my pile
I'll reduce you to rubble with utmost class
That's just a perfectionist's style.

Reviews

[Nat]

The first two stanzas read like song lyrics to me.
The poem effectively brings out the character of the narrator.
Good job!

[Dolce Vita]

Thanks Nat, I hadn't thought of that but I am trying to work on some lyrics so that's good!

[PhoenixDown]

& I can so relate to this....

Well done!

[PhoenixDown]

Also great title

[Dolce Vita]

Hi, sorry I've been awol for a while. Thank you for what you said, it's good to know other people have felt the same as me.

[PhoenixDown]

No problem!

[Gee]

Or pull the ground from under you faster....I think. !!
Have met a few chew 'em up spit 'em out women in my time, luckily I was as bad if not worse. Hi, enjoyed the read

[Dolce Vita]

Hi Gee, thanks for your review. It's probably my least favourite that I've written so far but I wanted to get out something on that theme. Glad you liked it though 😊

[Gee]

My pleasure. Often others see more in the poems we post than we do.

[Dolce Vita]

I think that's true. I've been surprised at how many of the themes we choose to write about are similar; I wish I had known at the time how many people felt the way I did. Writing is a great form of therapy!

[Gee]

Yep? let it all out because as eggs are eggs there will be others who will be in the same boat.....unless it is really daft as some of mine are

[Gee]

shite....as sure as eggs are eggs

[Dolce Vita]

Yes I'm not sure how many other lamb-kebab-blowjob poems are out there!

[Gee]

Ah, yes....got to post silly just to break up the serious...not many do !!