Blonde Perfection

by Kristy Schu   Dec 2, 2006


Of course she has the designer bad,
Prada is her savior.
Clicking her fake nails on the desk,
such annoying behavior.
Her highlights, her low lights,
such a flawless blonde.
And we wonder which birth control she's on.
She dates the captain for the football team,
the quarterback too.
She gossips and spreads rumors when she has nothing else to do.
Everyone thinks she's perfect,
a vision of blonde perfection.
She's never had a pimple in her life
,what a beautiful complexion.
She knows she's a winner.
She couldn't be thinner.
So she goes in the bathroom,
and barfs up her dinner.

AfterNote:
You all know who im talking about, maby she's brittney, or stacey or whom ever there is the girl who seems like she has it all but in reality she isnt really that perfect.

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  • 17 years ago

    by ABake

    This is a very strong and true poem!! i like it a lot!