PHONELLA, GODDESS OF PHONEYS

Welcome to the queen of charm,
Dazzling eternally.....

She sits in glory on the throne
and sings a song that's not her own.

She'd never
crunch the transparent ice
from the bottom of her
cold pina colada.

Relieves the starving children's hell	"Wall of mirrors, mirror ME!"
With pennies in a wishing well?	- But all you get is what you see.
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Elegant,	-----------------
she serves from silver trays
chocolate-coated fur balls	Pallid rose-water charm, pure in the sun,
to screw up your insides.	But the moon can see right through her

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This is part of the writing project goddesses in cyberspace, developed by Alan McDonald at ArtiMedia, Batley, UK. Thanks to Charin Singh for all his help, and to Yorkshire and Humberside Arts for financial support. This entry by Claire Grace: copyright reserved.