Being a Brick about things.

I'm sorry I'm so beautiful
it's really such a pain
to hold the sunshine in my smile
to be the rainbow after rain.

I'm sorry I make your husband horny
it's outside my control
I can't help that my flowing locks of gold
entwine his lustful soul.

I'm sorry I make you so jealous
because I'm unfeasibly pretty
and all you have to struggle on with
is being clever and witty.

I'm sorry I cannot help
but attract men without fail
but most of all I'm sorry I wrote
that piece for the Daily Mail.

by banana the poet

written for day three of the poetic asides poem a day challenge. Prompt: write an apologetic poem.