Response to a GIF prompt from Angela
Bitch, I am fabulous
You may need to call an ambulance for the awesomeness avalanche.
It would be to your advantage to advance with caution
Bitch, I am fabulous
In a way that is anomalous, manifest miraculous is actually accurate.
Academic rhetoric couldn’t get it, culture can’t tell of it, my elegance,
Science couldn’t identify the relevant elements.
Bitch, I am fabulous
And if you harbor any animus that is absolutely scandalous.
A damn shame that you simply can’t handle it. Analysts value this fab as valorous.
In other words, it’s not undeserved, I don’t underserve.
Bitch, I am fabulous
To a depth that is fathomless, only understood analogous to
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I just want this to be clear, my fantastic vantage is three-tiered.
Bitch, I am fabulous
Pythagoras’s abacus couldn’t calculate my accolades. I’m better than A-plus.
I’m at an academic grade that the alphabet betrayed.
I’m infinitely paid the graces of the day.
Bitch, I am fabulous
You may even feel amorous with ravenous avarice. If you had a wish,
You might admit and invite a kiss, so in light of this
The insight is I’m a heartbreaker, you might cry a bit.
Bitch, I am fabulous
Which I state with a garrulous adamance. Not arrogant, I speak with evidence.
Any steady sense is well convinced by my look and charm and eminence.
That my winning friends is always imminent.
Bitch, I am so fabulous
My existence is a catalyst for prayer like the angelus in vigils candle-lit.
Like Helen of Troy or Heaven or Never-never-land who could ever stand to deny?
That I
Am So
Fabulous.