The Misfit
(a story in haiku)
A sales gown
shimmered
Hope. Promise. Belle
of the Ball.
But so last season,
Finds Bargain Belle,
shunned
Hov’ring, not quite
fitting in
This Designer World.
Labels matter in
This crowd of shallow
no-ones
Who think they’re someone.
They think they’re
special
And mock as oiks,
newcomers
Who flaunt bargain buys
All unknowingly.
Don’t know their
Jimmy Choos from
Their Miu Mius. Miaow …
Miaow. Poor lost
Belle
Adrift in bargain
glad rags
In a viper’s nest.