The girl with the hooped earring – The Girl With The Pearl Earring Pastiche Painting
A Poem about the Girl with the Hooped earring
Your pearls of eyes pronounce me,
during the morning lane.
You take on and announce me,
until I go insane.
Making dark and sublime illusions,
taking breath without my maim.
Through the constant delusions,
you show me pointless my claim.
Your hooped earring eludes me,
making me shower in everlasting fame,
the cigarette that hangs from your lip
does look kind of lame.
On a serious note,
you really should quit smoking,
it can cause respiratory problems,
and stain your teeth.