At first you are taken by her beautiful exterior
How pleasant, how lovely; she must be superior
Her smile was photo glossy, it could flash in an instant
And her eyes sparkled brightly in the deepest cerulean
She was stylish and perky–but the longer you knew her you realized she was snarky
She was persnickety and argumentative and loved to gossip
And though nice to your face, she was a horror behind it
She complained and grumbled, lamented and groused
And added nothing but tension to every topic expounded
She was a lovely horror–it’s sad to admit it
But her insides were ugly, distorted and crooked.
Written for day five prompt: Paradoxes and Oxymorons http://www.napowrimo.net/