In Internet’s high season, an influencer’s decree,
A tale of likes and followers, come hither, and see!
‘Twas in the land of Instagram’s boundless sphere,
A story of clout, and vanity’s cheer.

Behold the tale of Mia, with makeup on face and cheek,
Her selfies so fierce, they’d make any top model weak.
In the land of filters, where the hashtags roam,
Lies the tale of Mia, seeking her internet throne.

One bright and sunny day, she posed by the shore,
With a product in hand, she’d never tried before.
“O followers,” she cried, “this cream is divine!”
As she clicked and she tagged, seeking to shine.

But lo! A rival, with a larger fan base,
Who’d mastered the art of the selfie and grace.
Her name was Luna, with lips plump and bold,
Her influence spread like stories untold.

Mia gnashed her teeth, with envy so dire,
Her Instagram kingdom set afire.
“I must outdo her,” she proclaimed with a shout,
“I’ll post a pic that no one can flout!”

So up she stood, with a bottle in hand,
A detox tea, for her followers to understand.
But alas! ‘Twas too late, for Luna had won,
With a post of her own, under the setting sun.

The likes poured in, like a digital flood,
As Mia’s influence waned and sank in the mud.
For in the realm of influencers, fickle and fleeting,
One must be ever cunning, and constantly competing.

And thus ends the tale, of Mia and her plight,
In the land of Instagram, where day turns to night.
Remember, dear followers, as you scroll through your feed,
In the quest for fame, beware of greed.