Consorts of Sophistication

Social favors because you know my husband

You think you do, a man in blue, a career of freedom

Red ties, sleek and shining shoes

 

Glossy pumps, Harry Winston my best friend

Diamond delight, fountain of jewels, I’m his lady kool

Ain’t no fool, a divinity that is true

 

My check for fame has played this game, new money, call me Miss honey

Won’t forget my past, the friends I’ve made through the change

My family is my main, the stage is my craze

 

Humility dolled up with a little vanity, all for the fun of it

Generosity for the unknowing, I’ll part with my wisdom for their gaining

Raising up the weak to grow their fortune, 99% has the power

 

Shot gun in this rover as my consort speaks of faith in a godly way

This is life as a dame in holiness I pray

I’m still sassy in these ways he deems classy

 

Sophisticated style, the aura of what it means to be a fashionista

A social lite with the graces of the elite

Oh please, I’ll come and go as I do

 

It’s me who gets to choose

My husband, my art, my family, my name

 

I am saved

Beauty I crave

I’ve won the Game

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