Vicissitudes

A Silly Sonnet
By Izzy Sommers

Vicissitudes of vanity are apt
To wear away the veil of self-respect
That has so arduously and so
Delicately woven your official mask.
The filaments of fantasy behove
Us all to re-examen sanity
With cognitive deliberation and
A friend who hesitates to tell a lie.
Denial leads inevitably to
A strongly recommended holiday,
A need for therapy, or otherwise,
Complete remaking of the old disguise.
This oversimplified scenario
Plays very well on any radio.

THE END