Vanity Prize: Poem
Today, I am not a Passenger Princess.
Today is a day of progress.
I am a Queen,
And whisperer said, you win.
Sitting on the queen’s highchair
And the phone in one hand.
My shiny crown is the right size
As the life-time award and prize
Accepted to wear with pride.
What made you a Queen? –
Life of grace drew me in.
Tomshinsky@2025
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