She felt she was more important
that the rest of us.

She always paraded around in
fancy clothes.

She never spoke to us,
like a first class snob.

I wondered what nonsense made
her so self-obsessed.

I wonder what nonsense makes
people act like her.

Imagine going through life thinking
you’re better than others.

Imagine how limited a life
that would be.

And I wonder if she ever got married
and woe to her husband if she did.

Bob Boyd