MANNEQUIN CHALLENGE: A SONNET
Lure into an aesthetic grand palace;
The passion soar high and burn like furnace.
Voluptuous mannequin freeze in pose;
Emit perfume that titillates the nose.
The king stretches his arms in ecstasy;
Career, cash and cars flow pass blissfully.
Damsels and testosterone: pious pair;
Lesser men can only stare, but not share.
Nature maybe unfair to how you look;
Transform to any image by the book.
Fair ladies craze for curves and cute faces;
To strike gold, many flock to their graces.
Our lives are not mannequin with sensors;
In digital market, best are actors