The Star Treatment

I caught a glimpse of pure greatness across the living room rug. A full-length mirror—leaning right against the baseboard, practically begging for an appearance! I strutted straight over. Wings flared. Chin tilted skyward. The stride of a champion! I leaned in close, inspecting the angle until my plush snout nearly tapped the glass. A beam of afternoon light hit the mirror, lighting up my golden dollar sign with an undeniable gleam. You can't fake presence like this. I held the pose until the entire room belonged to me! #SimonSmoke(PoppyPlaytime)