A/N: Here's a poem to tide everybody over while I continue to work on Eyes on Me. Enjoy!
Oh, dear dainty Dora Standpipe,
How I admire you!
The way you maintain class and dignity in the face of danger,
It's something to be admired all around.
You never take shit from anyone, 'specially not Dan Backslide.
That green-skinned freak...
Bah, he can rot in hell! He cares only for your father's money.
You're too good for him, too pure.
Hark, your wedding is drawing near!
Your three fiances love you so, and they'll do anything to make you happy.
And I know you feel the same for them.
That's why you can't have just one.
Indeed, you are a trendsetter,
Telling those gender stereotypes to go fuck themselves.
Indeed, how I wish you weren't glossed over so easily.
Your spotlight is just as bright,
Just as special.
Dear dainty Dora Standpipe,
How I love you!
You're beauty, you're grace,
You've got the prettiest face.
You are femininity incarnate.