Unfair

She was so beautiful a drake drowned chasing her reflection in the water.

She was so bright, the sun asked for a pay-rise at dawn

She was so kind everyone  hated her, but politely and behind her  back

She was so  curvaceous men fainted as she passed by

Her lips were so red she had to  cover them up with  makeup normally used for scars or risk causing a traffic jam.

Her voice was so sweet that nobody noticed what she  said.

She was so intelligent she didn’t believe in it

She was so creative she hid her talents out of modesty.

She was so poor she lived in her neighbour’s caravan.

She was so sensitive she wore band aid all over and asked if her nerves could be given plastic surgery on the NHS

Her weight was so  right it seemed unfair