What fault to be found?

Author: Sthrissa

There was a girl called Mary Sue
Of virtue, sweet and fair,
Hers was wisdom, honour and strength
She had such gorgeous, waist-length hair.

Multi-adjectival eyes do glisten
'neath lashes sultry and trite,
A figure to rival Barbie’s
A playboy's delight.

Beloved by all, desired by all,
Feminist ideals embody;
With chain mail brassieres, exhibit
Martial glory in a heavenly body.

Clothed in Elysian apparel,
Resplendent with ethereal light;
Bedecked, bejewelled – be shackled
To the angsty teenage blight.

And the chronic diarrhoea
Truely doesn’t matter much
With a three inch waist, a double D bust
And a delicate elven touch.

Who needs to walk, who needs to move
With legs so long and smooth,
On your ass or on your back
Seems sufficient ideals for you.

Dear reader please be not deceived,
By the physical perfection shown.
Though outward beauty she does embody,
With an inner light she is honed.

A tragic past or terrible fate,
Or hidden darkness, to be healed;
There are many dimensions to Mary Sue,
Even in perfection, shall wangsty growth be revealed.

For who could doubt dear Mary Sue,
What fault to be found?
She who is embodiment of all
Desires, delusions around.

Mary Sue ditty

curves in all the right places
(A/N: omg isnt she jus aces!!1)
with such inate nobilitys
all your bounteous abilities
must certianly b devoted 2 court
the nearest elf or wizard or lord
which simply cannt b seen
w/o a scene rated NC-17

Note: Barbie's body would have room for only half a liver and only a few centimetres of intestines, as opposed to the usual 7.9m. She would suffer from chronic diarrhoea and death from malabsorption and malnutrition.