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POEM FOR PREPS (Free verse) by Brittanyy
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!
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Arithmetic Mean: 5.111111
Weighted score: 5.0555553
Overall Rank: 6810
Posted: September 23, 2003 4:24 PM PDT; Last modified: September 23, 2003 4:24 PM PDT
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By the way the scintillating rythms of this poem have scored white hot lines across my soul. -10-