Your beauty Resembles a Vase coated In a blue shade, With gold as it's Trim. The lines of wire Zip around the Curves. The shiny coat Makes me dream Of all there is To be. My beautiful Chinoiserie. I will display You for the World to see. Setting you up High, where nothing Can capture you. I check up on You sometime. You stopped shining. The dust captured Your beauty. I set you up High so you would Make me look good. You have no use for me. You're disgusting. How dare you Defy me. You're worthless. So I will Throw you away, And get a new Vase Even more Prettier than you.