Free verse № 66651
POEM FOR PREPS
I'm Popular Im pretty
and Im better dressed
then you. You losers
think I like you but
you havent got a clue.
I know how much you envy me
I see it in your eyes
People think Im the coolest
Cuz i sleep with all the guys.
I may dress like a bimbo but
It makes the guys come near,
My shirt is down to there and,
My skirt is up to here!
My makeup is so heavy I can
barely move my eyes
But as long as its in style
It makes it all worth while!
Do you like my sweater? It cost
My Daddy a hundred dollars!
You may drive
a station wagon or a rusty piece of crap
But My rides got a system so
I can blast my rap.
Well thats the end of poetry
I have better things to do,
And if you dont like what Im
saying then..Well..Screw you!
4 comments
By the way the scintillating rythms of this poem have scored white hot lines across my soul. -10-
in her name, scorifying her "betters".
But of course she's just jealous,
she'd love having some fellas --
if she'd only the bits to go get hers!
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