My tribute to Anna

There was a fashionista with him there
Prada and Dolce, Laurent and Ferre'
Her name was Anna, her sunglasses said all
Come ten feet closer you won't win this brawl
Her skirt a size zero, her shoes six inches
On the front row her face giving vexes
The September issue at her feet, three
Secretaries and her Starbucks coffee
The music begins, the lights get dark
And Anna watches without a remark

OH I love writing in iambic pentameter. (end sarcasm)

BTW IF I CATCH ANYONE TURN THIS IN TOMORROW FOR ENGLISH THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY.

Luke Laurie Hannah