That which is called Perfect

Wrote this in response to a poem titled ‘A PityParty’ by my dear blogger friend Pushy.


A pity party
Did you say?
‘Count me in!’
I ferevently pray.

But shrewd cruel words
Are not my fare
Ms.Perfect and Me?
Don’t you compare!

Because you know,
Just as I do,
That what is ‘perfect’
Is hardly true!

Our imperfections make us Real,
Interesting..and Adorably Lively!
So your poem should really be
‘A p(r)ity party!!’