Her dangling participle was her

Rose bud

A true material traveler

Always looking for a way……

Finally found

A position of compromise

Nancy,that’s who she is

The one in poem,the one

Who is the material traveler

She never liked change,if

It was up to her,her soles

Of her feet would be her

Shoes,short term effects

Change was not her so called

Shoes,getting oneself all

Work up,only to find the same

Old shit package different

It was those dam big boxes

All dressed in bows,promises

Without any real pay off