A Pretty Prodigy From Alderaan
By EvelynHail
She had been written off by prophets of doom
who define and confine
one based on their whims
hailing from deep down
Alderaan, far from poor,
the diviners of disasters
looked down upon her.
But professors professed
that her sharpness was
on a raised, rare podium,
an acuteness's stadium,
and her hair buns and
clothing were institutions.
On a rump, Leia cruised
and danced and devoured
a feast of words, a fashion
show of figures and facts
a studious student studied
like a supermodel catwalking
to high acclaim on a walkway
of elegance and intelligence.
Her confidence conferred rays
of sunshine, polish and poise
on the pages of assignments,
exams and heavy cogitations,
she shamed scholarly schemes
and hypnotized her professors.
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