The Villanelle Poem
You think you are so good and smart,
But, you’re not that intelligent,
You don’t know anything about art.
You spend time, trying not to cart,
Your baggage, you are so two-faced,
You think you are so good and smart.
Want to throw something sharp, a dart,
Thought you had changed, how wrong was I?
You don’t know anything about art.
You bring me gifts, but I still can’t,
Go back to you; it’s just your guilt,
You think you are so good and smart.
I wonder if you have a heart,
Why do you think you’re so clever?
You don’t know anything about art.
Spend my time, trying not to fly,
I don’t think you care about me.
You think you are so good and smart,
You don’t know anything about art.