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Metropolitan Museum of Art 
Wakes up at night tightly and nice 
Where becomes transformed in art form 
As bodies of fame no longer the same 

You’ve artist like Cardi B, a rapper
from the Bronx, a borough that I love 
Is where, I work and bring home my daily bread 
She wearing organza black extravagant gown 

Preferably known 
As unknowable depths of the universe
You may like or dislike her style 
She’s still Cardi B, a Bronx girl she’ll always be 

With a thing to impress …
She always dresses to do just that 
Like Anna Wintour, Vogue editor both women leave entrance of expressions, whoa 

Who are we to critique? 
It’s the best entertainment 
Where NYC never sleeps 
Where vibrant colors lives 

It’s a scene to applause 
As artist like that includes 
Actresses, singers, models and best 
Comes to show off dress code 

This year titled” Garden of Time”
I praise Miss Zendaya, most cool blue
One of the five host of the gala 
Dressed by Maison Margiela and John Galliano

Looked dolled-like of a goddess
With a palette of purple peacock
Purple my favorite of the colors 
A butterfly went by, sat on her neck and elbow 

A silhouette and transparent 
No one there had their parents 
It’s an occasion to show off 
It started shaky as Gaza protesters try shame 

NYC Braves 
Shook them off 
Took them out 
Now rooms for creation came to give birth 

It’s a light of new breaths 
As everyone gave their best performance 
Forming exquisite lines, yes forming exquisite 
lines 
It was each and every one of Who Who’s 

What celebrity would show up?
Which one, will not?
If you invited, you will
If you not, you question why not? 

Some may want it to be a thing of the past 
But, art never dies 
It always comes to live 
Especially, in a city that never sleeps nor 
never gives up 

There was a mosquito protector 
You can’t wear it on your vest 
In your best or worst of days 
It’s foolish to catch your eyes 

I prefer an eye for the most ice princess 
Elle Fanning by name 
She showed up with poise 
Hands made and structure by the gods 

Statuette, thin and with grace 
She stood shown skin
Her hair under her shoulders 
Paper thinned no, perfect as a goddess

With her left hand down by her side 
The other upward as guiding traffic to the Gods
No none listened everyone hurriedly
To the next on line, off you go

Where should I end? 
Is hard to find a winner without discrimination 
Perhaps Cardi B
Big, black organza match black, whole universe

Minerva A. Garcia, your Poet 

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